 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 страници
...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...was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve ! 138 She lean'd against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd to... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 270 страници
...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 Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd to my Harp Amid the ling'ring Light. Few Sorrows hath she of her own, My Hope, my Joy, my... | |
 | 1800 - 506 страници
...the ruin'd tower. The moonfhine dealing o'er tnefceue. Had hlendfd with the light «f eve, And (lie was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear Genevieve. ' "' •' She lean'd againil ilie armed man, The itatue of the armed knight ; She (lood antl liften'd to my harpt Amid the... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 страници
...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...there, my Hope, my Joy, .•' My own dear Genevieve ! The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd to my Harp Amid the ling'ring Light. Few... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 страници
...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...was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve! ' . Few sorrows hath she of her own,. My Hope! my Joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 страници
...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...; And she was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Geuevieve ! She lean'd against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805 - 284 страници
...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 blended with the Lights...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 Harp Amid... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - 284 страници
...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 blended with the Lights...; And she was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Gonevieve ! She leaned against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listened... | |
 | 1820 - 774 страници
...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...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, Amid... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 страници
...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...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, Amid... | |
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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.... 
