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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 ... - Pągina 1
per William Wordsworth - 1802
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Book of the Poets: The Modern Poets of the Nineteenth Century

1862 - 490 pągines
...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
...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

Catherine Grace F. Gore - 1843
...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
...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 ..., Volums 5-6

George Lillie Craik - 1845
...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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Cyclopędia of English literature, Volum 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...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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Cyclopędia of English Literature: A History, Critical and ..., Volum 2

Robert Chambers - 1844
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred ńame. 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 - 152 pągines
...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 - 504 pągines
...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 Genevičve ! 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 - 546 pągines
...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 Genevičve!...
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