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" 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... "
The New Monthly Magazine - Page 532
edited by - 1823
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English Literature of Nineteenth Century: On the Plan of the Author's ...

Charles Dexter Cleveland - English literature - 1869 - 798 pages
...all Englaud TINTEHN AQBEY. WORDSWORTH. 423 To me was all in all, — I cannot paint What then I was. 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 remoter...
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Frankenstein: Or, The Modern Prometheus

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1869 - 177 pages
...admiration, he loved with ardor : — * Leigh Hunt's " Rimini." " 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...
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A Hand-book of English Literature Intended for the Use of High ..., Volume 1

Francis Henry Underwood - Authors, English - 1871 - 608 pages
...tears. THE LOVE OF NATURE. [From Lines composed near Tintern Abbey.] I CANNOT paint What then I was. 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 remoter...
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Literature and Life

Edwin Percy Whipple - Authors - 1871 - 344 pages
...imagination which permeates it, the diction is still as simple as prose. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion ;...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to ma An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter...
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Appletons' Journal, Volume 12

1874
...some inkling of the ecstasy of which Wordsworth sings in his poem on " Tintern Abbey : " . . . . " 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...
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Literature of the English Language: Comprising Representative Selections ...

Ephraim Hunt - American literature - 1872 - 640 pages
...their glad animal 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 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...
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The poetical works of Wordsworth. Repr. of the 1827 ed., with memoir, notes &c

William [poetical works] Wordsworth - 1872
...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 mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, . [to me Their colours and their forms, were then An appetite : a feeling and a love....
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Quiet Hours: A Collection of Poems

American poetry - 1874 - 182 pages
...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 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...
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Catholic World, Volume 19

1874
...lying under awful shadows of coming storms, was a stranger to his ready pen. He says of himself that " 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 A n appetite ', a feeling, and a tevi." There are few places...
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the poets of lhkeland wordsworth

T. LINDSEY ASPLAND - 1874
...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 mountains, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite...
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