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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.... "
The Poetical and Dramatic Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With a Life of ... - Page 73
by Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1836 - 403 pages
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Recollections of a Literary Life

Mary Russell Mitford - Authors - 1855 - 558 pages
...blended with the lights of eve, And she 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 listened to my lay Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! ihy Genevieve ! She...
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The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - English poetry - 1857 - 388 pages
...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 the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve ! She...
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The Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1857 - 388 pages
...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 the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. LOVE. Few sorrows hath she of her own. My hope ! my joy ! my Genevieve...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, Volume 1808

Robert Aris Willmott - American poetry - 1857 - 397 pages
...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...man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my joy ! my...
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The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge: With an ..., Volume 7

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1858
...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 the armed knight ; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope ! my 'oy ! my Genevieve ! She...
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The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - American poetry - 1858 - 616 pages
...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 was there, my hope, iny joy, My own dear Genevieve! She lean'd against the armed man. The statue of the armed knight ;...
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Selected Poetry

Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Poetry - 2002 - 256 pages
...dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I sate Beside the ruin'd Tow'r. The moonshine, stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the lights of eve, And she was there, my hope! my joy! 30 My own dear Genevieve! She lean'd against the armed Man The statue of the armed Knight She stood...
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The Pre-Raphaelites: Writings and Sources, Volume 3

Inga Bryden - Arts, English - 1998 - 304 pages
...exquisitely drawn, to illustrate Coleridge's Love, and having for its text the wooing of Geneviève— "She lean'd against the armed man. The statue of the armed knight; She stood and listened to my lay, Amid the lingering light. . . . I Millais. Ion. had exhibited al ihr Arailriny in I!M(>, his I'i-jirrn...
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Town and Country Wedding Vows and Promises

Caroline Tiger - Reference - 2008 - 143 pages
...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...man, The statue of the armed Knight; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid the lingering light. Few sorrows hath she of her own, My hope! my joy! my...
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