 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1848 - 414 pagina’s
...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 the scene, Had...was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope... | |
 | John William Lester - 1848 - 112 pagina’s
...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 the scene, Had...was 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 lay,... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1849 - 578 pagina’s
...Whatever »tire ihia mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed hi« 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 ruin'd lower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the «cene. Had blended with the lights of eve ; And «he was there,... | |
 | A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 pagina’s
...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 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 light of eve ; She lent against... | |
 | John Watkins - 1850 - 296 pagina’s
...Miss Elliott accompanied me. The scene brought Coleridge's verses on " Love" to my mind : — " 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." I felt that the time and place were propitious ; for it might have been said of me as... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 pagina’s
...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 moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended with the lights of eve, And she was... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 pagina’s
...waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, Whe» midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended...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 listened to my harp... | |
 | Clara Lucas Balfour - 1852 - 458 pagina’s
...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 again that happy hour,...on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. " The moolight stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope,... | |
 | 1852 - 1070 pagina’s
...this mortal frame, All arc but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred name. Oft In my waking hours do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I Lay, lieside the ruln'd tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with tlio lights of eve... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1853 - 740 pagina’s
...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 again that happy hour,...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... | |
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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.... 
