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 any... Lyrical Ballads: With Pastoral and Other Poems - Стр. 195авторы: William Wordsworth - 1802Полный просмотр - Подробнее о книге
| William Wordsworth - 1840 - Страниц: 370
...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,... | |
| 1842 - Страниц: 620
...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... | |
| 1843 - Страниц: 592
...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... | |
| John Holmes Agnew, Eliakim Littell - 1843 - Страниц: 612
...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... | |
| 1843 - Страниц: 602
...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... | |
| John Holmes Agnew - 1843 - Страниц: 612
...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 - Страниц: 738
...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... | |
| 1912 - Страниц: 880
...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... | |
| 1892 - Страниц: 890
...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 - Страниц: 312
...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... | |
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