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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,... "
Miscellaneous Poetry - Strana 146
podľa Herbert Kynaston - 1841 - Počet stránok 151
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Lalla Rookh

Thomas Moore - 1817 - Počet stránok 414
...But 'twas the first to fade away. " 1 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 sure to die ! " Now too — the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee,...
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The Gentleman's Magazine, Zväzok 87,Časť 1;Zväzok 121

1817 - Počet stránok 728
...flower, But "t was 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 sure to die !" A strong apostrophe to Rebellion, with an appropriate simile, page 203. "Rebellion! foul dishonouring...
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The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Zväzok 1

H. Biglow, Orville Luther Holley - 1817 - Počet stránok 502
...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 most like divine 44 Of all I ever dreamt or knew, «•' To see thee, hear...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Zväzok 29

1818 - Počet stránok 590
...But '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 sure to die ! " l^ow too —the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee,...
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The New Monthly Magazine and Humorist

1837 - Počet stránok 604
...Worshippers " Moore makes his Hinda 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." Now Hinda was perfectly correct, except in thinking that she was peculiarly unfortunate. Every one...
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Happiness: A Tale, for the Grave and the Gay, Zväzok 2

1822 - Počet stránok 240
...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,...
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Logan: A Family History ...

John Neal - 1822 - Počet stránok 330
...nor 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...
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The Works of Thomas Moore: Lalla Rookh

Thomas Moore - 1823 - Počet stránok 422
...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, it was sure to die ! " Now too — the joy most like divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee,...
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Tales of a tourist, Zväzky 3–4

Alicia Lefanu - 1823 - Počet stránok 536
...flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nnrsed 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 ! Now too — the joy, most like divine, Of all I ever dreamt or knew, To see thee, hear thee, call...
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On the Beauties, Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature: With ..., Zväzok 3

Charles Bucke - 1823 - Počet stránok 400
...decay ; I've never lov'da tree or flower, 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 sure to die ! Sloore; XI. Amid deserts we miss the most stupendous effort of the eternal power, — the mind of...
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