 What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought...  The Quarterly Review - Side 308redigeret af - 1834Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Haranath Pal - 1972 - 624 sider
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 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 sider
...I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were...Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its achingjoys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this 205 Faint I, nor mourn nor murmur... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 sider
...I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were...interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, Avnd all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this Faint I, nor mourn... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 sider
...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were...thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 sider
...I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were...feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charrn, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 sider
...when " the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms were...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye" — Twill own that I was much at a loss what to select of these descriptions; and perhaps it would... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 sider
...when " the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms were...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Uiiborrowed from the eye" — I will own that I was much at a loss what to select of these descriptions... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 sider
...I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were...feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, 76 By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 sider
...known. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood Their colours and their forms, were...feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, &c. Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads, Vol. I. p. Iwi. CHIT. Rsv. VOL. IV. Nov. 1816. 3 T " Now, where the... | |
 | 1816 - 692 sider
...passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood Their colours and their form?, were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, Sic. CHIT. RKV. VOL. IV. Nov. 1816. 3 T Wordsworth's Lyrical Baitai.lt, Vol. I. p. 195. \ Though in... | |
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