 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...  Proceedings of the Canadian Institute - Page 387by Canadian Institute - 1884Full view - About this book
 | Robert Smith - 1829 - 432 pages
...cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, T/ie mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this... | |
 | Cowper Rose - 1829 - 330 pages
...motionless, save the cloud shadows crossing the mountain's side, — who possess a feeling — " That has no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye," this country has high delight in store. If human nature be the favourite... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1832 - 402 pages
...thought, sentiment, and almost of action ; or as it will be found expressed, of a state of mind when " the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowcd from the eye." — I will own that I was much at a loss what to select of these descriptions... | |
 | 1834 - 864 pages
...And their glad animal movements, all gone by) To me was all in all. I cannot paint \Vhat then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That tune is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 628 pages
...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...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 596 pages
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to mu An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 594 pages
...and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and alove, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1836 - 368 pages
...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 :...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1836 - 422 pages
...recite these lines in his own peculiar and musical manner, will recollect the effect they produced. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. I can still remember the delight of my heart, when I first looked into the nest of the golden-wren,... | |
 | Charles Valentine De Grice - 1836 - 322 pages
...recite these lines in his own peculiar and musical manner, will recollect the effect they produced. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. I can still remember the delight of my heart, when I first looked into the nest of the golden-wren,... | |
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