Hidden fields
Books Books
" 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... "
Uncle Oliver's Travels: Persia - Page 241
by John Kitto - 1835
Full view - About this book

The Moral and Intellectual School Book: Containing Instructions for Reading ...

William Martin - Readers - 1838 - 368 pages
...fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye,...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 thee...
Full view - About this book

The Flower Faded: A Short Memoir of Clementine Cuvier, Daughter of Baron ...

Mark Wilks - Death - 1838 - 218 pages
...tree or flower, But 't was the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with his soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die. MooRE. Why hast thou thus from childhood's hour Fij'd hope on things which soon decay ? Why hast thou...
Full view - About this book

The Quarterly review, Volume 69

1842 - 574 pages
...or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its sort black eye, But when it came to know me well And love me, it was sure to die.' MOORE. ( Quis quod amat metitur opus, celeremque volatum Inter serena Temporis, , Cum i cai'l ii.'c...
Full view - About this book

Men of Character, Volume 1

Douglas Jerrold - 1838 - 1026 pages
...John. " A specious of goat, John," answered Cratnlington, 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 bulfinches, sir,"...
Full view - About this book

The North American Aboriginal Port-folio, Volume 3

James Otto Lewis - Indians of North America - 1839 - 98 pages
...fondest hopes decay : 1 never lov'da tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away ! I never nursed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye...to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die." LaUa Rookh. THIS was a young chief of the Miami tribe, more particularly distinguished for the gorgeous...
Full view - About this book

Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance

Thomas Moore - 1839 - 458 pages
...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,...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,...
Full view - About this book

Olla Podrida, Volume 2

Frederick Marryat - 1840 - 378 pages
...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...
Full view - About this book

Olla podrida, by the author of 'Peter Simple'.

Frederick Marryat - 1840 - 1032 pages
...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." B 2 Now Hindu was perfectly correct, except in thinking that she was peculiarly unfortunate. Every...
Full view - About this book

Master Humphrey's Clock, Part 1

Charles Dickens - England - 1840 - 552 pages
...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,...came to know me well, and love me, it was sure to marry a market-gardener." Overpowered by these reflections, Mr. Swiveller stopped short at the clients1...
Full view - About this book

A Memoir of Harriet Eliza Snow

Mrs. D. W. Loomis - Christian life - 1840 - 298 pages
...her arms, and her grief is so great that she refuses to be comforted. She says — " I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye,...to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die." Your young friends were all here lately, on a visit, and had many inquiries to make about you. Your...
Full view - About this book




  1. My library
  2. Help
  3. Advanced Book Search
  4. Download EPUB
  5. Download PDF