...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 Haunted...and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colors and their firms, were then to me An appetite : a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm By thought...

...passage of Wordsworth, describing his youthful self: " For nature then To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted...The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me , An appetite ; a feeling and a love." H. 1 On and one were...

...of his youth, when the beautiful object itself of nature seemed to him all in all : — " I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted...passion; the tall rock, The mountain and the deep and gloomy wood. Theircolours and their forms were thus to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love That had...

...Nature and the mountains were at this time "all in all" to him. In "Tintern Abbey" he writes, . . . the sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion; the...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...

...rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy 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, or any interest Unborrowed from the eye. — That time is past, And all its aching joys are now no...

...joys of sensations and a sense of intimacy with exrernal nature: . . . The sounding cataract Haunred me like a passion: the tall rock. The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were thrn to me An appetire; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remorer...

...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need of a temotet chatm, By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed ftom the eye. (Tmtetn Abbey, lines 76-84)...

...passion: the tall tock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Theit colouts and theit fotms, wete then to me An appetite: a feeling and a love That had no need ot a temotet chatm. By thought supplied, ot any intetest Unbotiowed from the eye. (Timem Abbey, lines...

...fascinated by the sheer, physical, sensuous beauty of nature. For Nature then To me was all in all. I cannot paint What then I was. The sounding cataract Haunted...had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, or any interest Unborrow'd from the eye. And I have felt A presence that disturbs me with the joy Of...

...bounded o'er the mountains, by the sides Of the deep rivers, and the lonely streams (68-9) Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm (79-81) Something extra: additional reading material The following poem is by Judith Wright, an Australian...