 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.  Essays critical and imaginative - Сторінка 297автори: John Wilson - 1857Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 стор.
...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...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... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 стор.
...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...but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft iu my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I lay Beside... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 стор.
...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...but Ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft ill my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I lay Beside... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 стор.
...two s-will rest my claim to the approbation-of-the Public> 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... | |
 | New Church gen. confer - 1875 - 618 стор.
...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... | |
 | 1826 - 952 стор.
...that shared the pastimes and the confidence of her virgin youthhead. With her aa with Geneviève— All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! And will this holy state of the spirit endure ? No — it will fade, and fade, and fade away, sunset... | |
 | 1831 - 1008 стор.
...like heaven; — for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, \Vhatcver stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his holy flame !" Has Coleridge, then, ever written a Great Poem ? No ; for besides the Regions of the... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 стор.
...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 стор.
...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...but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. O ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I sate, Beside the... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1828 - 374 стор.
...pudet. Veteres tranquilla tumultus Menshorret relegeusque alium putat ista locutum. PETEARCH. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...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... | |
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