...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...

...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,...thee mine, — "Oh, misery ! must I lose that too ? " Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — ' ' Those frightful rocks — that treacherous sea —...

...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,...thee mine, — " Oh, misery ! must I lose that too ? " Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — " Those frightful rocks — that treacherous sea —...

...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 soft black eye,...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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...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...to know me well, And love me —it was sure to die !" THE intelligence of Margaret's safety was received by the Baroness of Weimar with unfeigned satisfaction....

...fondest hopes decay ; 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 soft black eye,...came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! Mooiiii. IT was a joyful day in the townland of Mullinabrack, when the Nabob, as he is called, took...

...fondest hopes decay ; 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 soft black eye,...came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die ! MOOBE. IT was a joyful day in the townland of Mullinabrack, when the Nabob, as he is called, took...

...hopes decay; " I never lov'da tree or flower, " But 'twas the first to fade away, " I never oura'd^n dear gazelle, " To glad me with its soft black eye, " But when it came to know me welt " And love me, it was sure to die ! " Now too — the joy most like divine •' Of all I ever...

...flower, But 'I wa» the first to fjdc away. I never mined a dear.gatelle, To glad me with its »oft black eye. But when it came to know me well. And love me, it wa« «lire to die* Row loo — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt or knew. To see thee,...