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" All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower.... "
Lyrical ballads, with other poems [including some by S.T. Coleridge]. From ... - Page 1
by William Wordsworth - 1802
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Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1862 - 512 lehte
...his way did he take, For the Devil thought, by a slight mistake, It was general conflagration. LOVE. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that...was there, my hope; my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay,...
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Selections from the British Poets: From Beattie to Campbell

1843 - 368 lehte
...passions, all delights. Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er...was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay,...
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The Money-lender, 1. köide

Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 lehte
...incompatible with the petty brokerage and contemptible shifts of the Moneylender—A. 0.! CHAPTER VI. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that...midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonlight, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the mists of eve; And she was there,—my hope,—my...
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Chambers's Edinburgh Journal

1843 - 434 lehte
...stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my wnking dreams do I " Live o'er again that happy hour, When...ruin'd tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene, Bad blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear tienevieve ! She...
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Sketches of the History of Literature and Learning in England ..., 5–6. köide

George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 lehte
...passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er...happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she...
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Cyclopædia of English literature, 2. köide

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 lehte
...passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er...happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she...
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Cyclopædia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., 2. köide

Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 lehte
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred ñame. to receive, and such pleasures only imparted as others...are qualified to enjoy. . By this descent from th ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; Ana she...
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The Book of British Ballads

Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 lehte
...passiions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on (he mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with...
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The Poets and Poetry of England, in the Nineteenth Century

Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 lehte
...passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er...; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd...
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The Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: Prose and Verse

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 lehte
...passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of J/>ve, And feed his r of Tractates, and hearing all manner of reason !"...wisdom and political prudence — " Why should we «cene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève!...
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