 | Shrewsbury (England). Royal School - 1801 - 368 頁
...that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last. Oh, what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through...— I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. Thou hast call'd me thy angel in moments of bliss, And thy angel I '11 be, 'mid the horrors of this... | |
 | 1844 - 574 頁
...and instead of fainting away and having a brain fever, he should have exclaimed, ' I ask not, I know not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.' Ulrich's story is by no means consolatory to his wife, but they get on pretty well till he pays a visit... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 頁
...to tho last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro' joy and thro' torments, thro' glory and shame? I know not, I ask not if guilt's...heart I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art! Thou hast called me thy angel, in moments of bliss,— Still thy Angel I'll be, mid the horrors of... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 頁
...that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last! Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same . Through joy and through...heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou Thou hast call'd me thy angel, in moments of bliss,— Still thy angel I'll be, mid the horrors of... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 頁
...not the same Thro' joy and thro' torments, thro' glory and shame ? I know not. I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever...call'd me thy Angel in moments of bliss, And thy Angel I '11 be, 'mid the horrors of this, — Thro' the furnace, unshrinking, thy steps to pursue, And shield... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 頁
...still is the smile that no cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last; I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee. whatever thou art ! Thou hast call'd me thy angel, in moments of bliss, — Still thy angel I'll be, mid the horrors... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 頁
...cloud can o'ercast, And the heart and the hand all thy own to the last ! II. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through...thee, whatever thou art ! III. Thou hast call'd me thy Anp,el in moments of bliss, And thy Angel I'll be, 'mid the horrors of this, — Through the furnace,... | |
 | William Frederick Deacon - 1823 - 494 頁
...last. Oh ! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Thro'joy, and thro' darkness, thro' terror a ;d shame; I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart; I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. Thou hast call'd me thine angel in moments of bliss, Still thine angel T'll be thro' the terrors of... | |
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Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame? I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art. 
