 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...  The Atlantic Magazine - Pagina 4211825Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | William Wordsworth - 1851 - 750 pagina’s
...thought, sentimenl, an': almost of action ; or as it will be found express*). 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, * These Poems are now printed entire. Their colours and their forma were then to me An... | |
 | 1851 - 776 pagina’s
...nature seemed to him all in all :— " I caunot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Hannted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colours and their forms were thns to me An appetite; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 pagina’s
...Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours tie lake, and at last he saw it glimmer through the trees, and lore That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the... | |
 | 1852 - 354 pagina’s
...pleasure! of my hoyish days And their glad animal movement!, all gone by) To me wat all In all — 1 cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...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... | |
 | Steven Harvey - 2000 - 202 pagina’s
...Nature and the mountains were at this time "all in all" to him. In "Tintern Abbey" he writes, . . . 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 remoter... | |
 | Michael Benton - 2000 - 240 pagina’s
...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a temotet chatm, By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed ftom the eye. (Tmtetn Abbey, lines 76-84)... | |
 | Zong-qi Cai - 2001 - 386 pagina’s
...joys of sensations and a sense of intimacy with exrernal nature: . . . The sounding cataract Haunred me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were thrn to me An appetire; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remorer... | |
 | Michael Benton - 2000 - 240 pagina’s
...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need ot a temotet chatm. By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed from the eye. (Timem Abbey, lines... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1834 - 754 pagina’s
...of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — I can not paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest TJnborrowed from the eye.— That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | Emma Driver - 2001 - 150 pagina’s
...bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams (68-9) Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm (79-81) Something extra: additional reading material The following poem is by Judith Wright, an Australian... | |
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