 | 1862 - 512 str.
...his way did he take, For the Devil thought, by a slight mistake, It was general conflagration. LOVE. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that...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 lay,... | |
 | 1843 - 368 str.
...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...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 listen'd to my lay,... | |
 | Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 str.
...incompatible with the petty brokerage and contemptible shifts of the Moneylender—A. 0.! CHAPTER VI. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that...midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonlight, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the mists of eve; And she was there,—my hope,—my... | |
 | 1843 - 434 str.
...stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my wnking dreams do I " Live o'er again that happy hour, When...ruin'd tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene, Bad blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear tienevieve ! She... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 str.
...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...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 str.
...passions, all delights, 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...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... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 str.
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred ñame. to receive, and such pleasures only imparted as others...are qualified to enjoy. . By this descent from th ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; Ana she... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 str.
...passiions, 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 (he mount I lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - 558 str.
...passions, all delights, 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...; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1845 - 582 str.
...passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of J/>ve, And feed his r of Tractates, and hearing all manner of reason !"...wisdom and political prudence — " Why should we «cene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève!... | |
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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.... 
