| William Wordsworth - 1820 - 378 pages
...thought, sentiment, and almost of action ; or, as it will be found expressed, of a state of mind when " the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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... | |
| British melodies - 1820 - 280 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thec, O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1820 - 372 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless day-light ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan W,ye ! Thou wanderer thro' the woods, How often... | |
| 1821 - 410 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turned to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
| Thomas Campbell, Samuel Carter Hall, Edward Bulwer Lytton Baron Lytton, Theodore Edward Hook, Thomas Hood, William Harrison Ainsworth, William Ainsworth - 1823 - 590 pages
...pleasure sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : " The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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... | |
| 1823 - 592 pages
...sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : ' The founding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock,...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forma were then to me An appetite, a feeling, and a love, That had no need of a remoter... | |
| 1824 - 446 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
| Winthrop Mackworth Praed, Walter Blunt - 1824 - 446 pages
...a vain belief, yet, oh ! how oft, In darkness, and amid the many shapes Of joyless daylight ; when the fretful stir Unprofitable, and the fever of the world, Have hung upon the beatings of my heart, How oft, in spirit, have I turn'd to thee, O sylvan Wye ! Thou wanderer through the woods, How often... | |
| a and w galignani - 1825 - 306 pages
...pleasure sweetens pain. A fine poet thus describes the effect of the sight of nature on his mind : " The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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... | |
| Tobias Merton (pseud) - 1826 - 550 pages
...for some sin, to Sorrow I was cast, To act and suffer. LORD BYRON. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion :...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... | |
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