 | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1823 - 586 páginas
...others regard only with admiration, he loved with ardour : • " The sounding cataract Haunted him like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and...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,... | |
 | 1823 - 592 páginas
...sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : ' The founding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock,...the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forma were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought... | |
 | 1825 - 500 páginas
...canvas, and so brings out in all their truth, and purity, and gentleness, his beautiful conceptions. " 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 : a feeling and a love. That had no need of a remoter... | |
 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 páginas
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 | William Wordsworth - 1827 - 412 páginas
...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...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, The... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish da_i « And tlicir ong corse that shivers there Of him who cume to die ! ON A TEAR. OH! rtx-k The mountain, and the deep and gloom T wood, Their colours and their forms, were thru to Hutu... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1828 - 372 páginas
...dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyUh days, And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — 1 cannot paint What then I was. The *ounuiug cataract Haunted me like a passion: the t.ill rock.... | |
 | Robert Smith - 1829 - 432 páginas
...from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For nature then (The courser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal...cataract Haunted me like a passion; the tall rock, T/ie mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite;... | |
 | 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 páginas
...philosophy. Having revetted to his first visit to the Wye, which was in his early youth, he proceeds : — ' Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days,...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to mu An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or... | |
 | 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 páginas
...philosophy. Having revelted to his first visit to the Wye, which was in his early youth, he proceeds : — ' Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days,...a passion : the tall rock, , The mountain, and the dtep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a... | |
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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 any... 
