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" 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 mountain, and the deep... "
British melodies, extracts from the modern poets [signed J.H.R.]. - Page 222
by British melodies - 1820
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Lyrical Ballads: With a Few Other Poems

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 210 pages
...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...
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Lyrical Ballads,: With Other Poems. In Two Volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1800
...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...
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Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ...

William Wordsworth - 1802
...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,...
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Lyrical ballads,: with pastoral and other poems. In two volumes, Volume 1

William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - History - 1805
...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,...
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The Critical Review, Or, Annals of Literature

Tobias George Smollett - English literature - 1816
...original, that the reader may judge if we are correct, especially as the poem is not very well known. • The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...and the deep and gloomy wood Their colours and their form?, were then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, Sic....
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Volume 44

Literary Criticism - 1838
...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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The Miscellaneous Poems of William Wordsworth, Volume 2

William Wordsworth - English poetry - 1820
...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...cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, v 4 The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite...
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New Monthly Magazine, Volume 8

Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Thomas Hood, Theodore Edward Hook, William Harrison Ainsworth - 1823
...pleasure sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describee the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : " The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need oía remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." So the forms of nature,...
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Frankenstein: or, The modern Prometheus

Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley - 1823
...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,...
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