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" What then I was. 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... "
The Monthly Review - Страница 120
1826
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Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 7

1838 - 876 страници
...cataract Haunted me like a passion: the tall roi-k, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Th»ir colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite;...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. "That time ispasi, And all its aching joys are now no more,...

Stanley: Or, The Recollections of a Man of the World, Том 2

Horace Binney Wallace - 1838 - 274 страници
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood. Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, — a feeling and a love, That had no...remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. As he reviews the scene, he says, That time is past, And all its aching joys...

The United States Magazine and Democratic Review, Том 10

1842 - 650 страници
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their forms, were then to him An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." " I grew up," he continues, " and my wishes grew with my form. These wishes...

Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine, Том 44

1838 - 938 страници
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to m* An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. " That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more,...

The Monthly Chronicle, Том 3

1839 - 588 страници
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." Too much praise cannot be awarded to the plastic spirit with which he seizes...

The Monthly chronicle; a national journal, Том 3

1839 - 596 страници
...tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to him An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye." Too much praise cannot be awarded to the plastic spirit with which he seizes...

A Summer in Andalucia

George Dennis - 1839 - 458 страници
...customs and manners are more numerous and striking than in any other part of Spain. But Andalucia " has no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." Here the poet, the painter, and the worshipper of Nature may intoxicate themselves...

A Summer in Andalucia, Том 1

George Dennis - 1839 - 430 страници
...customs and manners are more numerous and striking than in any other part of Spain. But Andalucia " has no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye." Here the poet, the painter, and the worshipper of Nature may intoxicate themselves...

Selections from the British Poets, Том 2

1840 - 368 страници
...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...remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy...

Critical and Miscellaneous Writings of T. Noon Talfourd

Thomas Noon Talfourd - 1842 - 412 страници
...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...remoter charm By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy...




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