 | 1835 - 606 oldal
...'twas the first to fade away. ' I never nurs'da dear gazelle To glad me with its bright black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die !" week after the above announcement, I saw his heels standing' out of a large mash-tub. He had chosen... | |
 | 1863 - 896 oldal
...first to fade away. I never loved a dear gazelle. To glad me with iu soft black eye, But when it carne to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! There is no other time like Sunday evening — a Sunday evening in autumn — and in the country... | |
 | 1851 - 568 oldal
...'twas the first to fade away. I never nurs'da dear gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was...too? Yet go ! On peril's brink we meet ; — Those frighiful rocks — that treach'rous sea — No, never come again — tho' sweet, Tho' Heav'n, it may... | |
 | 1851 - 582 oldal
...glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die I Now, too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever...brink we meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treach'rous sea — No, never come again — tho" sweet, Tho' Heav'n, it may be death to thee !" This... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1851 - 880 oldal
...language of Lalla Rookh, — ' I never reared a fair gazelle. To glad me with her soft black eye. But when it came to know me well. And love me, it was sure to die? About two months ago, the lamented dead opened up a communication with us, which promised to ripen... | |
 | Douglas William Jerrold - 1851 - 360 oldal
...sweetest of poets sings — " I never rear'da young gazelle To glad me with its soIt black eye, But when it came to know me well, — And love me, it was sure to die ! " Floren. There certainly was a sentiment about that dog ! Miss T. He couldn't move for sentiment.... | |
 | George Coggeshall - 1851 - 250 oldal
...it was first to fade away ; I never nursed a dear gazelle, To soothe me with its soft black eye. But when it came to know me well, And love me — it was sure to die !" I will not indulge farther in my own grief, but again resume' the thread of my narrative. It was... | |
 | 1851 - 854 oldal
...language of Lalla Rookh, — ' I never reared a fair gazelle, To glad me with her soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to di« f About two months ago, the lamented dead opened up a communication with us, which promised to... | |
 | Philip Henry Gosse - 1852 - 384 oldal
...makes Lalla Kookh say : — " 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, — it was sure to die." NTJMBERS XXI. IT was at the Arnon that Israel began to possess their land. For though the country east... | |
 | 1852 - 618 oldal
...damsel in MOORE'S Lalla Roohk: " I never nursed a dear Gazelle To cheer me with 1U soft dark eye, Bui when it came to know me well, And love me, it was виге to die !" I have since grafted several of my orchard trees with the Orange Pear. LEWIS F.... | |
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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,... 
