 | William Wordsworth - 1800 - 272 halaman
...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 was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve ! 138 She lean'd against the Armed Man, The Statue... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 280 halaman
...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 was there, my Hope, my Joy, .•' My own dear Genevieve ! The Statue of the Armed Knight : She... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 282 halaman
...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 was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Geuevieve ! She lean'd against the Armed Man, The Statue... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - 356 halaman
...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, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve! ' . Few sorrows hath she of her own,. My Hope!... | |
 | 1820 - 774 halaman
...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, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - 334 halaman
...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, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue... | |
 | 1822 - 418 halaman
...Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame. 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 Genevieve ! She leant against the armed man, The statue... | |
 | Richard Alfred Davenport - 1823 - 444 halaman
...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, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! * This word, which Ilerrick writes ' cockrood,'... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 halaman
...dwell upon that happy hour, When midway on the Mount I sate, 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 Genevieve. She lean'd against the armed man, The statue... | |
 | William Oxberry - 1824 - 380 halaman
...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, my joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She lean'd against the armed man, The statue... | |
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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 Genevieve! 
