 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,...  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Side 231818Fuld visning - Om denne bog
 | Andrew James Symington - 1880 - 284 sider
...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...meet ;— Those frightful rocks— that treacherous seaNo, never come again — though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee. Farewell — and... | |
 | William T. Dobson - 1880 - 348 sider
...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...peril's brink we meet ; Those frightful rocks — that treach'rous sea — No, never come again — though sweet, Though Heaven, it may be death to thee !... | |
 | William T. Dobson - 1880 - 298 sider
...a dear gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, Now, too—the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew,...Yet go! On peril's brink we meet; Those frightful rocks—that treach'rous sea— No, never come again—though sweet, Though Heaven, it may be death... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1880 - 642 sider
...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...thee, call thee mine, — Oh misery! must I lose that tool Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — Those frightful rocks— that treacherous sea — No,... | |
 | William Cullen Bryant - 1880 - 1124 sider
...me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Now, Z — 0 misery ! must I lose that too ? " THOMAS MOORE. UNREQUITED LOVE. FROM "TWELFTH NIGHT," ACT L... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1881 - 654 sider
...me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die 1 Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt...meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treacherous seaNo, never come again — though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee. Farewell — and... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1881 - 900 sider
...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...misery ! must I lose that too ? Yet go— on peril's briuk we meet ; — Those frightful rocks -that treacherous sea — No, never come again — though... | |
 | Thomas Moore - 1882 - 682 sider
...me with its soft black eye. Eut 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...meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treacherous seaNo, never come again — though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee. Farewell — and... | |
 | James Baldwin - 1882 - 632 sider
...dear gazelle, To glad me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, Now, too,—the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew, To sec thee, hear thee, call thee mine,— Oh, misery ! must I lose thai too ? Yet go—on peril's brink... | |
 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1883 - 734 sider
...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...though sweet, Though heaven, it may be death to thee. Farewell — and blessings on thy way, Where'er thou go'st, beloved stranger! Better to sit and watch... | |
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