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Page 57 - 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, it was sure to die ! Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew.
Page 13 - Sweet source of virtue, O sacred sorrow ! he who knows not thee Knows not the best emotions of the heart, — Those tender tears that harmonize the soul, The sigh that charms, the pang that gives delight.