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...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights. Whatever stir Oh ! ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the mount I sate, Beside...

...sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount 1 lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing...was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened to my lay,...

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...happiness, and becoming every moment more deeply impressed with the feeling that " All thoughts, ull passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal...frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his holy flame." They entered a small circular temple, erected by one of the count's ancestors, on the...

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...pudet. Veteres tranquilla tumnltus \Iens horret, relegensque alium putat ista locutum. PETRAHCH. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviere ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened...

...imperial Eleänore ! v;.; li H Г Krall I.oud.m. C. Tui JIwt Strect.l3i3 GENEVIEVE. BY ST COLERIDGE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred name. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay,...

...twin'd; Thou'rt in my mind, thou'rt in my mind." CROLT% " The moonshine, stealing o'erthe scene, HaoV blended with the lights of eve, And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Gencvieve. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace, And she forgave...

...pudet. Veteres tranquilla tumultua Mens horret, relegensque alium putat ista locutum. PETRARCH. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; VOL. i. 10 Aud she was .there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leaned against the armed...