...Wherever nature led : 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...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,...

...in the mind of the young enthusiast desert him in maturer years. "The sounding cataract Haunted him, like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colors and their forms, were then to him An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter...

...things ; he could realize beauty in all the works of creation. " the sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion ; the tall rock, The mountain, and...gloomy 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, or...

...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...

...something [hat 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...

...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...

...Wherever nature led : more like a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing As the heart opens in a foreign land ; And, with a...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...

...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...

...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...

...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...