 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 charm., By thought supplied, nor...  Voices of the True-hearted - Trang 1651846 - 288 trangXem Toàn bộ - Giới thiệu về cuốn sách này
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1798 - 240 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 trang
...me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time...no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not for this 205 Taint I, nor mourn nor murmur : other gifts Have followed, for such loss, I would believe, Abundant... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its achingjoys are now no more,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 trang
...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, Avnd all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy...followed, for such loss, I would believe, Abundant recompence. For I have learned To look on nature, not as in the hour Of thoughtless youth, but hearing... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past And all its aching joys are now no more,... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past. And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Dorothy Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 442 trang
...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 charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Uiiborrowed from the eye" — I will own that I was much at a loss what to select of... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1815 - 416 trang
...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 charm, 76 By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its... | |
 | Tobias Smollett - 1816 - 674 trang
...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 charm, &c. Wordsworth's Lyrical Ballads, Vol. I. p. Iwi. CHIT. Rsv. VOL. IV. Nov. 1816. 3 T " Now, where the... | |
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