 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 supplied, nor...  Bizarre: For Fireside and Wayside - Page 3151854Full view - About this book
 | English literature - 1798 - 616 pages
...was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The founding catarait Haunted me like a paflion : 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, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 1798 - 240 pages
...was all in all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataraft 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 - 1800 - 272 pages
...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 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 - 1800 - 276 pages
...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 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 - 1802 - 356 pages
...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 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 - 1802 - 282 pages
...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 gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a... | |
 | Charles Bucke - Nature - 1813 - 352 pages
...PHILOSOPHY OF NATURE; OR, THE INFLUENCE OF SCENERY ON The sounding Cataract Haunted me like a passion , the tall Rock, The Mountain, and the deep and gloomy Wood, Their colours and their forms, have been to me An appetite. Wardmarth. Runt niiiii placeant, riguique in... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 438 pages
...will be found expressed, of a state of mind 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 then to me An appetite, a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pages
...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 gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a... | |
 | English literature - 1816 - 692 pages
...especially as the poem is not very well known. • The sounding cataract Haunted me like a 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... | |
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