 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1853 - 378 sidor
...that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine stealing »'er the scene Had blended with the lights of eve, And...was there my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve. She leant against the arme'd man, The statue of the arme'd knight, She stood and listened to my lay... | |
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 sidor
...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...moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the light of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 sidor
...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 was... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 478 sidor
...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 was... | |
 | Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 sidor
...that music : — do I wake or sleep 1 COLERIDGE. LOVE. All are but ministers of Love, And feed hin 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 426 sidor
...waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene Had...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 listened to my lay,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 2002 - 260 sidor
...waking dreams, 25 I dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I sate Beside the ruin'd Tow'r. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended...lights of eve, And she was there, my hope! my joy! 30 My own dear Genevieve! She lean'd against the armed Man The statue of the armed Knight She stood... | |
 | Caroline Tiger - 2008 - 152 sidor
...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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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.... 
