...London, will be deprived of half their amusement, and half their occupation. MUTUAL LOVE. COLEEIDGE. 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...

...passions, all delights. Whatever »tire ihia mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed hi« sacred flame. Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er...happy hour. When midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruin'd lower. The moonshine, stealing o'er the «cene. Had blended with the lights of eve ; And «he...

...surface-substance is drawn, to which all the other powers turn servants and waiters ? This central power is love. " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...mortal frame, All are but ministers of Love, And feed the sacred flame." But whilst man lived for ages on his planet, without knowing the physical fact ;...

...LOVE.— A TALE. ALL thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame....moonshine stealing o'er the scene, Had blended with the light of eve ; She lent against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight : She stood and listened...

...Castle. Miss Elliott accompanied me. The scene brought Coleridge's verses on " Love" to my mind : — " Oft in my waking dreams do I Live o'er again that...midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruined tower." I felt that the time and place were propitious ; for, it might have been said of me as of the " Knight...

...praises God. Love. All thoughts, all pansions, all delight«, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Aie all but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame....; And she was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Geneviève I She leaned against the armed man, The statue of the armed knight ; She stood and listened...

...; OR, GENEVIEVE. Ml thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever stirs this mortal frame, Are all but ministers of Love, And feed his sacred flame....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 lights of eve ; And she was...

...mind, under the liquescent process of that almost universal mental solvent, of which Coleridge says, " All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame." Perhaps it is hardly fair to make such a use of intercepted Hawaiian madrigals, but they will have...

...mind, under the liquescent process of that almost universal mental solvent, of which Coleridge says, All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...but ministers of love, And feed his sacred flame. Perhaps it is hardly fair to make such a use of intercepted Hawaiian madrigals, but they will have...

...iiberhaupt eine der schonsten und zartesten Poesieen, welche die englische Literatur aufzuweisen hat. Love. All thoughts, all passions, all delights, Whatever...waking dreams do I Live o'er again that happy hour, Whe» midway on the mount I lay Beside the ruined tower. The moonshine stealing o'er the scene Had...