 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....  The Poets of the Nineteenth Century - Страница 139под редакцията на - 1881 - 674 странициПълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | Richard Wright Procter - 1855 - 490 страници
...JCLT 25, 1834. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame....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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1855 - 478 страници
...associate joy ! Once more farewell, Sweet Nightingale ! once more, my friends ! farewell. LOVE. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...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... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1855 - 580 страници
...companion — companion in contrast — to " The Bridge of Sighs," is Coleridge's " Genevieve!" All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...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... | |
 | Kenelm Henry Digby - 1856 - 418 страници
...on that account, do not live because they do not love." It is a very grave poet who says, — " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame*." As all enjoyment, some of the wisest men tell us, is more or less founded on love, so is there no wretchedness... | |
 | John Bartlett - 1856 - 660 страници
...Devil's Thoughts. And the Devil did grin, for his darling sin, Is pride that apes humility. Love. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame, Translated from Schiller i. THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER. Strongly it bears us along in swelling and limitless... | |
 | Henry Theodore Cheever - 1856 - 372 страници
...under the liquescent process of that almost universal mental solvent, of which Coleridge says, All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. Perhaps it is hardly fair to make such a use of intercepted Hawaiian madrigals, but they will have... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 432 страници
...heave, and heave for me ! Soothe, gentle image ! soothe my mind ! To-morrow Lewti may be kind. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I J Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine,... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 462 страници
...shared the pastimes and the confidence of her 'virgin youthhood. With her, as with Genevieve — " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " And will this holy state of the spirit endure ? No — it will fade, and fade, and fade away, so... | |
 | John Wilson - 1857 - 458 страници
...melodies of the woods — in the third, earth is like heaven ; — for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame !" Has Coleridge, then, ever written a Great Poem ? No ; for besides the Regions of the Fair, the Wild,... | |
 | 1884 - 882 страници
...there is no inherent reason why a drum should not serve as well as a flute for such a purpose. " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs...but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame." I saw two of these flickers clinging to the trunk of a shell-bark tree ; which, by the way, is a tree... | |
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