 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.  Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People - Page 194by Mary Russell Mitford - 1853Full view - About this book
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1840 - 582 pages
...whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. All thoughts, all passions, all delight*, Whatever stir omas, Cowperthwait Oh ! ever in my waking dreams, 1 dwell upon that happy hour. When midway on the mount I sate. Beside... | |
 | Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - 340 pages
...E un' antica cantai storia pietosa — Una vecchia canzon, ma confacente Quella ruina annosa. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...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... | |
 | Friedrich Heinrich Karl Freiherr de La Motte-Fouqué - 1841 - 336 pages
...E un' antica cantai storia pietosa — Una vecchia canzon, ma confacente Quella ruina annosa. LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...All are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred damn. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, When midway on the mount I lay,... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1842 - 440 pages
...: And more than all, the embrace and intertwine Of all with all in gay and twinkling dance ! LOVE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...lay Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had blended with the lights of eve ; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 360 pages
...one—that shared the pastimes and the confidence of her virgin youth-head. With her as with Genevieve— All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...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... | |
 | 1862 - 512 pages
...his way did he take, For the Devil thought, by a slight mistake, It was general conflagration. LOVE. 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... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 406 pages
...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...are but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame ! " Has Coleridge, then, ever written a Great Poem ? No ; for besides the Regions of the Fair, the... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 384 pages
...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...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 fair,... | |
 | John Wilson - 1842 - 380 pages
...the third, earth is like heaven ; — for you are made to feel that " All thoughts, all passions, nil 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 regions of the fair,... | |
 | Catherine Grace F. Gore, Mrs. Gore (Catherine Grace Frances) - 1843 - 890 pages
...incompatible with the petty brokerage and contemptible shifts of the Moneylender—A. 0.! CHAPTER VI. 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 moonlight, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the mists of eve; And she was... | |
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