| William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 páginas
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. 137 LOVE. 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... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 páginas
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. . . i LOVE. All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever stirs this mortal Frame, All are but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft ill my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When... | |
| William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 páginas
...shine so cold." — Thus answered Johnny in his glory, And that was all his travel's story. I 129 LOVE. All Thoughts, all Passions, all Delights, Whatever stirs this mortal Frame, All are but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft iu my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When... | |
| New Church gen. confer - 1875 - 618 páginas
...What a pity it is they should ever be spoiled ! Of this region of the soul it may truly be said, — " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All ave but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame." But there is another kingdom in the soul, the... | |
| 1834 - 918 páginas
...whom delight cannot be delusion— where in Poetry is there another such Lay of Love as Genevieve ? " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " All Poets who have held close communion with what is called inanimate... | |
| British melodies - 1820 - 280 páginas
...own, My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that made her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All arc but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame O ever in my waking dreams, I dwell upon that... | |
| Cabinet - 1824 - 440 páginas
...My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. . , All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour, When midway... | |
| Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 páginas
...pudet. Veteres tranquilla tumultus Menshorret relegeusque alium putat ista locutum. PETEARCH. LOVE. 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... | |
| British poets - 1828 - 838 páginas
...pudet. Vetereg tranquilla tiiimtltU8 Mens horret relegengquc .ilium putat ista locutum. PETRARCH*. 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... | |
| 1828 - 814 páginas
...own, My hope, my joy, my Genevieve, She loves me best whene'er I sing The songs that made her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams I dwell upon that happy hour, When midway... | |
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