 | 1816 - Страниц: 692
...original, that the reader may judge if we are correct, especially as the poem is not very well known. • The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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 charm, Sic.... | |
 | A.P. Beresford, Alexander Dedekind, Andrew Jameson, Auguste de Saint-Hilaire, Benjamin Kidd, Bouffier de Sauvages, Charles Bucke, Edward Latham Ormerod, Esq. Thomas Hale, George Hubbard, Harry Wallis Kew, Herbert S. Shorthouse, I. Hopkins, James Caldwell, James Cavanah Murphy, Lippi, M.M.M., T. Slevan, Thorsley, Travers James Briant, William Carr, William Dunbar, William Hyde Wollaston - 1820 - Страниц: 474
...REMARKS ON THE LAWS, CUSTOMS, HABITS, AND MANNERS, OF VARIOUS NATIONS. - The sounding Cataract Haunted mo 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. WORDSWORTH. BY CHARLES BUCKE. AUTHOR OF " THF BOOK OF HUMAN CHARACTER,"... | |
 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1823 - Страниц: 586
...others regard only with admiration, he loved with ardour : • " The sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite ; a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied,... | |
 | 1823 - Страниц: 592
...sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : ' The founding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock,...the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forma were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought... | |
 | 1825 - Страниц: 500
...their truth, and purity, and gentleness, his beautiful conceptions. " I cannot paint What then I was. 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 remoter... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - Страниц: 596
...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 :...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to mu An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or... | |
 | Vincent Chausenque - 1834 - Страниц: 424
...CAPITAINE DU GENIE; *• .; •l ••'•• • *. • • The howling seas , the sounding fall , the tall rock , • *;.• The mountain , and the deep and gloomy wood , Their colours and their fonus , were then to me .s An apetite , a feeling and a love ' ' . ( TINTERN-ABBET. — Wordsvorlh.... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1837 - Страниц: 422
...Illustrations; OCCASIONAL REMARKS ON THE LAWS, CUSTOMS, HABITS, AND MANNERS, OF VARIOUS NATIONS. . The sounding Cataract Haunted me like a passion ;...deep and gloomy Wood, Their colours and their forms, have been to me An appetite. WORDSWORTH. BY CHARLES BUCKE. AUTHOR OF " THE BOOK OF HUMAN CHARACTER,"... | |
 | Charles Bucke - 1837 - Страниц: 488
...Illustrations ; OCCASIONAL REMARKS ON THE LAWS, CUSTOMS, HABITS, AND MANNERS, OF VARIOUS NATIONS. - The sounding Cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall Rock, The Mountain and the deep and gloom; Wood, Their colours and their forms, have been to me An appetite. WORDSWORTH. BY CHARLES BUCKE.... | |
 | 1838 - Страниц: 938
...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 :...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to m* An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor... | |
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The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ; the tall rock, 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 remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor... 
