 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1800
...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 of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd to... | |
 | 1800
...the ruin'd tower. The moonfhine dealing o'er tnefceue. Had hlendfd with the light «f eve, And (lie was there, my hope, my joy. My own dear Genevieve. ' "' •' She lean'd againil ilie armed man, The itatue of the armed knight ; She (lood antl liften'd to my harpt Amid the... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1802 - Страниц: 250
...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 stood and listen'd to my Harp Amid the ling'ring Light. Few... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802
...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! my Joy! my Genevieve! She loves me best, whene'er I... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1802 - Страниц: 234
...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 of the Armed Knight : She stood and listen'd... | |
 | William Wordsworth - 1805
...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 was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Genevieve ! She leaned against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listened to my Harp Amid... | |
 | William Wordsworth, Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1805 - Страниц: 248
...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 was there, my Hope, my Joy, My own dear Gonevieve ! She leaned against the Armed Man, The Statue of the Armed Knight : She stood and listened... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Страниц: 303
...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...sorrows hath she 'of her own, My hope! my- joy! my Genevieve ! She loves me best, whene'er I sing The songs that make her grieve. I play'da soft and doleful... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1817 - Страниц: 303
...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 of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid... | |
 | 1820
...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 of the armed knight ; She stood and listen'd to my lay, Amid... | |
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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 was there, my hope, my joy, My own dear Genevieve... 
