...innumerable. Like Clerval, the imaginary friend of Frankenstein, • 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, or...

...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...

...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...

...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...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...

...thought, sentiment, and almost of action; or, as it will be found expressed, of a state of mind when ' tho sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the...supplied, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. * — select of these descriptions; and perhaps it would have been better either to have reprinted...

...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...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,...

...boyish days 13* To me was all in all.—I cannot paint And their glad animal movements, all gone by) What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted me...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...

...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. The sounding cataract...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. And all its aching joys are now no more, And all its dizzy...

...feeling. A poet he was born, and a poet he will die. Let him speak of himself in his early days : " I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract...were then to me An appetite : a feeling, and a love." Tintern Abbey. Let him exhibit himself at a later period : " Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's...

...him speak of himself in his early days : " I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract X Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain,...were then to me An appetite : a feeling, and a love." Tintern Abbey. Let him exhibit himself at a later period : " Life's autumn past, I stand on winter's...