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" 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... "
Cyclopædia of English literature - Page 327
by Robert Chambers - 1844
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Text-book of Poetry: From Wordsworth, Coleridge, Burns, Beattie, Goldsmith ...

Henry Norman Hudson - English poetry - 1875 - 728 pages
...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 my boyish...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no...
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Lectures on literature and art, delivered in the ... Royal college of ...

Dublin city, roy. coll. of sci - 1875 - 358 pages
...the charge before us. Referring to the days of his early youth, he says: — " For Nature then . . . To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was....had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,...
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Familiar Quotations ...

John Bartlett - Quotations - 1875 - 890 pages
...fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart. Ibid. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the...and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thoughts supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. ibid. But hearing oftentimes The still,...
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The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth..

William Wordsworth - 1876 - 574 pages
...upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wand'rer through the woods, How often has my spirit turned...forms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a Jove, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the...
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Preromanticism

Marshall Brown - Literary Criticism - 1991 - 516 pages
...metaphor, a buried yet unmistakable reminder of the way things work by the sober light of common day: I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. ("Tintern Abbey," lines 75-83) For loss of this exalted sensibility,...
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The Columbia Granger's Dictionary of Poetry Quotations

Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...of things. (1. 46-50) 32 the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, (1. 53—54) 33 d ^ N^ E B / 1 cڨL M vwچ0 K 5 i $ fHxBnc 4 ` (1. 77—84) 34 The still, sad music of humanity, (1. 92) 35 something far more deeply interfused....
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William Wordsworth and the Hermeneutics of Incarnation

David P. Haney - Literary Criticism - 2010 - 289 pages
...is no immature, ocular, unthinking union with nature described in this passage from "Tintern Abbey": The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion: the...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. (77-84) The autobiographical writing in such poems as "Tintern Abbey" and The Prelude shows the poet...
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Selected Poems

William Wordsworth - Fiction - 1994 - 628 pages
...like a roe I bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams, 70 Wherever nature led: more like a man Flying from something...wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me 80 An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor...
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Wordsworth and Feeling: The Poetry of an Adult Child

G. Kim Blank - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 284 pages
...pleasure 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...thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye.—That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy raptures. Not...
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The Columbia Anthology of British Poetry

Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...pleasures of my boyish days. And their glad animal movements all gone by) To me was all in all. — 1 cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, 8n That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye....
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