 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 - Страница 1131828Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 страници
...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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 страници
...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 ! 138 She lean'd against the Armed... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 страници
...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...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 the Mount I lay Beside the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 страници
...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...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 the Mount I lay Beside the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 страници
...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 страници
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. ia LOVE. 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,... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 страници
...shine so cold." —Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. ta LOVE. 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 Gonevieve ! She leaned against the Armed Man,... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1875 - 618 страници
...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... | |
 | 1820 - 774 страници
...read it again. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame....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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...PETRARCH. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are aH but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame....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... | |
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