 | 1834 - 602 str.
...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...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... | |
 | 1838 - 876 str.
...pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad varied moments all gone by, To me wan all ia all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall roi-k, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Th»ir colours and their forms, were then to me... | |
 | Horace Binney Wallace - 1838 - 274 str.
...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 - 596 str.
...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 - 588 str.
...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 str.
...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...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 str.
...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... | |
 | Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1842 - 412 str.
...boyish days 13* To me was all in all.—I cannot paint And their glad animal movements, all gone by) What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me...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... | |
 | 1842 - 620 str.
...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...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 charm, By thought supplied, or... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 426 str.
...him speak of himself in his early days : " I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract X 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." Tintern Abbey. Let him... | |
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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... 
