 And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My soul, happy friends, shall be with you that night : Shall join in your revels, your sports, and your...  Poetry and Pictures from Thomas Moore - Pagina 227door Thomas Moore - 1858 - 336 pagina’sVolledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Ralph Griffiths, George Edward Griffiths - 1814 - 574 pagina’s
...And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...! — Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here !" 3' Let Fate do her worst, there are relics... | |
 | 1814 - 574 pagina’s
...And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...! — Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here 1" $• 1 Let Fate do her worst, there are... | |
 | 1814 - 258 pagina’s
...And stift on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top-sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...— Too blest;' if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Same kind voice hpd murmured, "I wish he were here!" I. ct fate do her worst, there are relicks... | |
 | 1814 - 550 pagina’s
...And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My soul, happy friends! stall be with you that night; Shall join in your revels, your sports, and your wiles, And return to... | |
 | British melodies - 1820 - 280 pagina’s
...And still on that evening when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies be it gloomy or bright My soul, happy frisnd, shall be with you that night, Shall join in your revels, your sports and your wiles And return... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 276 pagina’s
...still on that evening, when pleasure fills. up To the highest top" sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...smiles!— Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here!" Let Fate do her worst, there are relics... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1821 - 294 pagina’s
...II.And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...! — Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here !" III. Let Fate do her worst, there are... | |
 | 1821 - 648 pagina’s
...happy friends! shall be with yon that night ; Shall join in your revels, your sports and your wilts, And return to me beaming all o'er with your smiles! — Too blest if it tells me that 'midst the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmured, " I wish he were here ! Let fate do her worst,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1822 - 198 pagina’s
...still on that evening, when pleasure fills tip To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...and your wiles, And return to me, beaming all o'er wun your smiles ! — Too blest, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd,... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1823 - 464 pagina’s
...And still on that evening, when pleasure fills up To the highest top sparkle each heart and each cup, Where'er my path lies, be it gloomy or bright, My...to me, beaming all o'er with your smiles ! — Too bless'd, if it tells me that, 'mid the gay cheer, Some kind voice had murmur'd, " I wish he were here... | |
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