 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...  Wade's London Review - Pagina 3981845Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 pagina’s
...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 remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 pagina’s
...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, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pagina’s
...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 supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pagina’s
...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 supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pagina’s
...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 supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 pagina’s
...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, 76 By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 pagina’s
...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 then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, &c. Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads, Vol. I. p. Iwi. CHIT. Rsv.... | |
 | 1838 - 884 pagina’s
...was. Tho 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 lojjre That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any Interest I'nborrowed from... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pagina’s
...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 supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 pagina’s
...The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, v 4 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, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
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