 | Louisa Caroline Tuthill - 1839 - 482 стор.
...teach, where the stern law Still speaks in thunder, where chief angels watch, GENEVIEVE.— COLERIDGE. 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... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 стор.
...far more UT estranged heart leu know The absence of the love, which ret it fain would show. LOVE.* ng objectionable; nothing which would preclude them from forming, in their proper place, part of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour. When... | |
 | 1840 - 368 стор.
...wo, A woful tale of love I sing ; Hark, gentle maidens, hark ! it sighs And trembles on the string. 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... | |
 | Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - 340 стор.
...E un' antica cantai storia pietosa — Una vecchia canzon, ma confacente Quella ruina annosa. 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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 384 стор.
...the melodies of the woods—in the third, earth is like heaven; —for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever 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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 406 стор.
...the woods — in the third, earth is like heaven ; — for you are made to feel that " All tho ights, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " Has Coleridge, then, ever written a Great Poem ? No ; for besides... | |
 | 1860 - 620 стор.
...scattered, The blue sky looks brightly, And Eolus looses The wearisome chain ! Ueber alien Gipfeln ist RuK ! As, with a slight variation, another poet has said...rather too many of the love-poems. Too many also of the mereb ballads, which neither are very valuable in themselves nor to any great degree illustrate the... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1845 - 484 стор.
...whom it is best known will not object to have a few of the verses again placed before them here : — 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... | |
 | Physiology - 1844 - 86 стор.
...suns, and balmier breezes, and more glorious landscapes, than were ever given to him on this earth. " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...stirs this mortal frame — All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame." Happy are those who have this blissful period yet to come! Happy,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1844 - 178 стор.
...hold its place amongst the established favorites of the British people. ALL thoughts, all 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... | |
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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. 
