 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...  The Quarterly Review - Pagina 332geredigeerd door - 1834Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - 612 pagina’s
...something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasure of my boyish days And their glad animal movements...gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What I then was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - 612 pagina’s
...days And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What I then was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, The mountain, anil the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite ; a feeling... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pagina’s
...: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For y me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or... | |
 | 1844 - 1128 pagina’s
...magnificent strain of music, in which he descants on his early predilections : — " For nature then To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was....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." It is generally supposed... | |
 | 1912 - 880 pagina’s
...from Shelley's. In bis youth, indeed, he worshipped natural objects with an almost pagan illtenuity. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy •wood. Their colors and their forms were then to me An appetite. In these things he then neither saw nor required... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pagina’s
...: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For pens in a foreign land ; And, with a brother's warmth,...greets each native of his isle ; So scenes of life, \Vhat then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and... | |
 | 1892 - 890 pagina’s
...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 ;...The mountain, and the deep and. gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1844 - 312 pagina’s
...harmony, the precious music of the heart, they have, they know it not. Or speak to them Of scenery — the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms ; which were to the poet in his youth An appetite, j feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1845 - 660 pagina’s
...: more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days,...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... | |
 | 1845 - 328 pagina’s
...heed the command, ' Obey your parents in the Lord.' I*nenbury, Mass., Feb., 1845. YOUTH AND MANHOOD. 1 CANNOT paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, — Their colors and their forms, — were then to me An appetite — a feeling and a love That had no need of... | |
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