 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 Poetical Melange - Страница 1311828Пълен достъп - Информация за книгата
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 страници
...sate, Beside the ruined Tower. m The moonshine stealing o'er the sc Had blended with the lights of And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve. She Ican'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened to my harp,, Amid... | |
 | 1822 - 418 страници
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended...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... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 444 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...was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! * This word, which Ilerrick writes ' cockrood,' means according lo Phillips and Bailey ' a sort of... | |
 | New elegant extracts - 1823 - 404 страници
...Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd tower. She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy! my... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 страници
...sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I sate, Beside the ruined Tower. The moonshine stealing o'er...there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve. She lean'd against the armed man, The statue of the aimed knight f She stood and listened to my harp, Amid... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 380 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...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, Amid... | |
 | Thomas Charlton Smith - 1824 - 180 страници
...wave, when it touches the lips, Will that vision arise which reminds me of thee ! SONNETS. SONNETS. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve. COLERIDGE. THE orb of day sunk proudly in the west, His wanton rays upon the clouds were cast ; Their... | |
 | 1826 - 434 страници
...Same. 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 moonshine, stealing o'er...eve; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geuevieve ! Coleridge. She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 страници
...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 Moonshine, stealing o'er...there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid... | |
 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 страници
...in my waking dreams I dwell upon that happy hour When midway on the mount I sat, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended...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 listened to my harp, Amid... | |
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