 | John Johnstone (of Edinburgh.) - 1828 - 600 sider
...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...; And she 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... | |
 | British poets - 1828 - 838 sider
...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 ruin'd tower. nest The Monniihine, stealing o'er the scene, llnd Me mini with the lights or ere; And... | |
 | 1829 - 558 sider
...the eye but to the very principle of sensation, is the description of that " rich and balmy eve." ' 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 tower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1829 - 575 sider
...frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreamt do I Lire 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 hlended with the lights of ere; And she was... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 sider
...delights, Whatever stire this mortal frame. All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. ss the sea. What are all these hissings worth, If thou kiss not me Î January, 1830. SHELLEY Beeide the ruin'd lower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene. Had blended with the lights of eve... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 sider
...sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount 1 lay, Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine, stealing...eve; And she 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... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 sider
...gut ju jenen Stummem (îimmte, Sie Sp^eu tinga unt> When midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The Moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had...eve And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Generiere! She leant against the armed man The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listen'd to... | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1832 - 706 sider
...(îimmtè; Sie SpÇeu ringe 'unb SJteoe ЛУ lien midway on Ihr mount I lay, Beside tbe rnin'd tbwer. The Moonshine , stealing o'er the scene, Had blended...with the lights of eve And she was there, my hope, шу joy, My own dear Geneticre ! She leant against the armed man The statue of the armed knight; She... | |
 | William Finden, Edward Francis Finden - 1834 - 234 sider
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred name. 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 tower. The Moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve, And she was... | |
 | Ellen Pickering - 1834 - 246 sider
...twin'd; Thou'rt in my mind, thou'rt in my mind." CROLT% " The moonshine, stealing o'erthe scene, HaoV blended with the lights of eve, And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Gencvieve. She listen'd with a flitting blush, With downcast eyes, and modest grace, And she forgave... | |
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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.... 
