 | William Howitt - 1838 - 414 páginas
...Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then, To me was all in all — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion...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... | |
 | William Martin - 1838 - 368 páginas
...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 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... | |
 | 1838 - 938 páginas
...boyish 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...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to m* An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | 1834 - 602 páginas
...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 dtep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a... | |
 | Horace Binney Wallace - 1838 - 274 páginas
...and the lonely streams, Wherever nature led. He tells us of the days in which the sounding cataract, The tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, — a feeling and a love, That had no need of... | |
 | 1839 - 588 páginas
...innumerable. Like Clerval, the imaginary friend of Frankenstein, • the sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep 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... | |
 | 1839 - 596 páginas
...innumerable. Like Clerval, the imaginary friend of Frankenstein, • the sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep 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... | |
 | 1840 - 368 páginas
...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 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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1840 - 390 páginas
...thought, sentiment, and almost of action; or, as it will be found expressed, of a state of mind when ' tho sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the...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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 360 páginas
...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...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy... | |
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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... 
