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" 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 supplied, nor... "
Cyclopædia of English literature - Σελίδα 327
των Robert Chambers - 1844
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