 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 頁
...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 again that happy hour,...midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonlight stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; And she was there, my hope,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 頁
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred Same. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour,...midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonlight stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve; She leant against the armed... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 頁
...Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. Of1 in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour,...midway on the mount I lay, Beside the ruin'd tower. The moonlight stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope,... | |
 | William Chambers, Robert Chambers - 1845 - 846 頁
...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 again that 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... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 頁
...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 again that happy hour,...; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genuvieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 頁
...delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended...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 to my harp... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1847 - 638 頁
...Whatever stirs this mortal frame, All are but ministers of Ixive, And feed his sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour....midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd tower. Tho moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my... | |
 | Samuel Taylor [poetical works] Coleridge - 1847 - 310 頁
...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. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene Had blended with the lights of eve ; VOL. i. L... | |
 | John William Lester - 1847 - 376 頁
...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 again that 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... | |
 | Walter Percival - 1848 - 382 頁
...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,...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,... | |
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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.... 
