 | 1843 - 592 sider
...things ; he could realize beauty in all the works of creation. " the sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a... | |
 | 1892 - 890 sider
...glory, and drew men's eyes and thoughts towards it with a fresh attraction and a new-born ardor : — The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ;...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. And, in Wordsworth's mind at least, this... | |
 | 1912 - 880 sider
...indeed, he worshipped natural objects with an almost pagan illtenuity. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...colors and their forms were then to me An appetite. In these things he then neither saw nor required any symbolism. But presently there came a change,... | |
 | 1844 - 1128 sider
...his early predilections : — " For nature then To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 sider
...their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all — I cannot paint \Vhat then I was. nfest, Stamp but their bolder features on the breast...; Yet not an image, when remotely viewed, However colours and their fonns, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 sider
...And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all — I cannot paint What then I was. of the blest; And human voices, on the silent air,...the waves in songs of gladness there! Chosen of men colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | 1845 - 328 sider
...parents in the Lord.' I*nenbury, Mass., Feb., 1845. YOUTH AND MANHOOD. 1 CANNOT paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ;...and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 sider
...days, And their glad varied moments all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 sider
...movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataraet 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 688 sider
...: the tall root. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy ' Their colours and their forms, were thf в An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.— That time » : And all its aching joys... | |
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For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days. And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was all in all: I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and... 
