...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...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to ma An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor...

...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...mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and thfeir forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a jove, That had no need of a remoter charm,...

...waved are shredless dust ere now, And the bleak battlements shall bear no future blow. Byron. Cataract. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ;...deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, have been to me An appetite. — Wordsworth. Caution. Though you have acted with integrity and circumspection,...

...dreads, than one Who fought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarfer pleafures of my boyifh days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was all in all.—I cannot paint What then I was. The founding cataract Haunted me like a paflion : the tall rock,...

...Mr. "Wordsworth afterwards broke it up, and " The Female Vagrant" 13 composed out of it. — Ed] •f [For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish...movements all gone by) To me was all in all — I can not paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The...

...the banks of the Wye above Tintern Abbey he thus writes: — " For Nature then To me was all in all. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love. Moves there a cloud o'er...

...Wherever nature led: more like a man 70 Flying from something that he dreads than one Who sought the thing he loved, For nature then (The coarser pleasures of...animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — 1 cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock,...

...Radcliffe mode; he also uses Gothic diction in Tintern Abbey to describe his early relationship with nature ("The sounding cataract / Haunted me like a passion: the tall rock, / The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, / . . . were then to me / An appetite. . . . [11. 76-80]). Coleridge's reviews are reprinted...

...poem, are the most important and perhaps the most confusing: For nature then (The coarser pleasure 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 me like a passion: the tall rock,...

...coloured by the cloudless moon. (Was It For This, 127-31) As in the beautiful lines of Tintern Abbey — The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...colours and their forms were then to me An appetite ... (11.77-81) - Wordsworth looks back to a period when landscape had been experienced in and for itself:...