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. Spirit of the English Magazines - Seite 1131828Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
| John Wilson - 1842 - 360 Seiten
...one—that shared the pastimes and the confidence of her virgin youth-head. With her as with Genevieve— All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame! • And will this holy state of the spirit endure? No—it will fade, and fade, and fade away, sunset... | |
| John Wilson - 1842 - 384 Seiten
...the melodies of the woods—in the third, earth is like heaven; —for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his holy flame!" Has Coleridge, then, ever written a great poem ? No; for besides the regions of the fair,... | |
| John Wilson - 1842 - 406 Seiten
...the woods — in the third, earth is like heaven ; — for you are made to feel that " All tho ights, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal...are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " Has Coleridge, then, ever written a Great Poem ? No ; for besides the Regions of the Fair, the... | |
| John Wilson - 1842 - 380 Seiten
...the third, earth is like heaven ; — for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, nil delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his holy flame!" Has Coleridge, then, ever written a great poem ? No ; for besides the regions of the fair,... | |
| 1842 - 504 Seiten
...waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The Moonshine, stealing o'er the scene. Had blended with the lights of Eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man,... | |
| Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 Seiten
...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...happy hour, When 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... | |
| George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 Seiten
...whom it is best known will not object to have a few of the verses again placed before them here : — All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 Seiten
...praises God. Lure. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all ir ? 1 feel this place was eve ; And she was there, my hope, my jov, My own dear Geneviève ! She leaned against the armed man,... | |
| Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 Seiten
...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...be lost ; for the condescensions of learning arc a eve ; Ana she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève! She leaned against the armed man,... | |
| Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 Seiten
...hold its place amongst the established favorites of the British people. ALL thoughts, all passiions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All...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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