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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.  A Garland of Love, Wreathed of Pleasant Flowers, Gathered in the Field of ... - Seite 168 von Garland - 1836 - 219 Seiten Vollansicht -
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