 I cannot paint What then I was. 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...  Picturesque Scenery in Wales - Էջ 50John Tillotson - 1860 - 80 էջԱմբողջությամբ դիտվող - Այս գրքի մասին
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...all. — I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataraft Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For-nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...was. The sounding cataract ' . ' Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser. 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 me like a passion : the tall rock, The... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days. And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 էջ
...than one Who sought the ti1ing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 էջ
...one ' Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser 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 me like a passion; the tall rock,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 էջ
...loved. For nature then (The' coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements ail gone by,) To me was all in all — I cannot paint...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a pa»sien : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 էջ
...than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all gone by,) To me was...then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms,... | |
 | 1838 - 884 էջ
...thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad varied moments all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. Tho sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy... | |
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