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" Oh ! ever thus, from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me,... "
A Memoir of Harriet Eliza Snow - 88. oldal
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Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance

Thomas Moore - 1817 - 374 oldal
...not last— " 'Twas bright, 'twas heavenly, but 'tis past! " Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour, " I never nurs'da dear gazelle, " To glad me with its...to know me well, " And love me, it was sure to die! " Now too—the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee, call...

The Gentleman's Magazine, 87. kötet,1. rész;121. kötet

1817 - 728 oldal
...I've seen my fondest hopes decayj I never lov'da tree or flower, But "t was the first to fade away ; I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its...came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die !" A strong apostrophe to Rebellion, with an appropriate simile, page 203. "Rebellion! foul dishonouring...

Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance

Thomas Moore - 1817 - 418 oldal
...seen my fondest hopes decay ; " I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the first to fade away. " 1 never nurs'da dear gazelle, " To glad me with its...to know me well, " And love me, it was sure to die ! " Now too — the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee,...

The Gentleman's Magazine, 87. kötet,1. rész;121. kötet

1817 - 710 oldal
...fondest hopes decay; I never lov'da tree or flower, But 'i was the first to fade away ; I never mirs'da dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know roe well, And love me, it was sure to die!" _A strong apostrophe to Rebellion, with an appropriate...

The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, 1. kötet

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - 502 oldal
...seen my fondest hopes decay ; " I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the first to fade away. 41 I never nurs'da dear gazelle, " To glad me with its soft black tfe, " But wTion it came to know me well, " And love me, it was sure to die ! " Now too — the joy...

The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, 29. kötet

1818 - 590 oldal
...seen my fondest hopes decay ; 11 I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the first to fade away. " I never nurs'da dear gazelle, " To glad me with its...to know me well, " And love me, it was sure to die ! " l^ow too —the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee,...

The New Monthly Magazine and Humorist

1837 - 604 oldal
...lamentation over them ! In the " Fire Worshippers " Moore makes his Hinda say — " I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye,...know me well And love me — it was sure to die." Now Hinda was perfectly correct, except in thinking that she was peculiarly unfortunate. Every one...

Happiness: A Tale, for the Grave and the Gay, 2. kötet

1822 - 240 oldal
...tree or flow'r. But 'twas the first to fade away. f*hfver nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with itfl soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me — it was sure to die !" " I well remember that my first passion was romantic, that is, it was in the highest degree imprudent,...

Logan: A Family History ...

John Neal - 1822 - 330 oldal
...flower But 'twas the first to fade away; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its full, dark eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me — it too* sure to die.' • But he was soon aroused to a painful sense of his situation. The noise of pursuit...

On the Beauties, Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature: With ..., 3. kötet

Charles Bucke - 1823 - 400 oldal
...ever thus from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I've never lov'da tree or flower, I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its...to know me well, And love me — it was sure to die ! Sloore; XI. Amid deserts we miss the most stupendous effort of the eternal power, — the mind of...




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