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 thoughts supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye. (William Wordsworth)

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 thoughts supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.

William Wordsworth

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