 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 pàgines
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. 137 LOVE. All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 pàgines
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. I 129 LOVE. All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever...this mortal Frame, All are but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft iu my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 pàgines
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. . . i LOVE. All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever...this mortal Frame, All are but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft ill my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 pàgines
...two s-will rest my claim to the approbation-of-the Public> 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... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1875 - 618 pàgines
...What a pity it is they should ever be spoiled ! Of this region of the soul it may truly be said, — " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All ave but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame." But there is another kingdom in the soul, the... | |
 | 1834 - 918 pàgines
...whom delight cannot be delusion— where in Poetry is there another such Lay of Love as Genevieve ? " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " All Poets who have held close communion with what is called inanimate nature,... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pàgines
...own, My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that made her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All arc but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame O ever in my waking dreams, I dwell upon that... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 pàgines
...My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. . , All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the... | |
 | 1828 - 814 pàgines
...own, My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that made her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...this mortal frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams I dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 pàgines
...pudet. Vetereg tranquilla tiiimtltU8 Mens horret relegengquc .ilium putat ista locutum. PETRARCH*. ath of immortality. Maid of earth, M INDAI.LA is free...eall AZA the queen of his heart and hall!" GLADESMUIR feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour. When midway on... | |
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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. 
