 | 1863 - 896 페이지
...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... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1851 - 918 페이지
...my fondest hopes decay; "I never loved a tree or flow'r, '• But 'twas the first to f:ide away. " I never nursed a 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,... | |
 | 1851 - 568 페이지
...fondest hopes decay ; I never lov'da tiee or flow'r But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nurs'da dear gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye, But...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 thee... | |
 | 1851 - 582 페이지
...fondest hopes decay ; I never lov'da tree or flow'r But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nurs'da dear gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye, But...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 dreamt or knew, To see thee, hear thee, call... | |
 | George Coggeshall - 1851 - 250 페이지
...never loved a plant or flower But 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... | |
 | Samuel Greatheed, Daniel Parken, Theophilus Williams, Josiah Conder, Thomas Price, Jonathan Edwards Ryland, Edwin Paxton Hood - 1851 - 880 페이지
...Shall we say, in the 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 페이지
...fate ! As the 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.... | |
 | 1851 - 854 페이지
...Shall we say, in the 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... | |
 | Douglas Jerrold - 1851 - 364 페이지
...John. "A species of goat, John," answered Cramlington, and pro. ceeded — " ' I never reared a young gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it knew and loved me well, Was sure to die.' " "It always happened to my father with his bullfinches,... | |
 | Douglas Jerrold - 1851 - 364 페이지
...John. "A species of goat, John," answered Cramlington, and proceeded — " ' I never reared a young gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it knew and loved me well, Was sure to die.' " " It always happened to my father with his bullfinches,... | |
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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... 
