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...For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their glad animal movements all goneby) To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was....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...

...a man Flying from something that he dreads, than one Who sought the thing he loved. For Nature then (The coarser pleasures of my boyish days, And their...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...