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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,... "
Lalla Rookh: An Oriental Romance - Side 160
af Thomas Moore - 1817 - 335 sider
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The Gentleman's Magazine, Bind 87,Del 1;Bind 121

1817
...I've seen my fondest hopes decayj I never lov'da tree or flower, But "t was the first to fade away ; I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its...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 Gentleman's Magazine, Bind 87,Del 1;Bind 121

1817
...fondest hopes decay; I never lov'da tree or flower, But 'i was the first to fade away ; I never mirs'da dear gazelle. To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know roe well, And love me, it was sure to die!" _A strong apostrophe to Rebellion, with an appropriate...
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The American Monthly Magazine and Critical Review, Bind 1

1817
...seen my fondest hopes decay ; " I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the 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...
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The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal, Bind 29

1818
...seen my fondest hopes decay ; 11 I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the first to fade away. " I never nurs'da dear gazelle, " To glad me with its...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, Bind 50

1837
...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 who...
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Happiness: A Tale, for the Grave and the Gay, Bind 2

1822
...tree or 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
...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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On the Beauties, Harmonies, and Sublimities of Nature: With ..., Bind 3

Charles Bucke - 1823
...ever thus from childhood's hour, I've seen my fondest hopes decay ; I've never lov'da tree or flower, I never nurs'da dear gazelle, To glad me with its...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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The works of Thomas Moore, comprehending all his melodies, ballads, etc, Bind 1

Thomas Moore - 1823
...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,...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...
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Tales of a tourist, Bind 3–4

Alicia Lefanu - 1823
...fondest hopes decay ! I never lov'da tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. I never nnrsed a dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft, black eye,...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...
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