...me with its soft black eye, But when it came to know me well, And love me, it was sure to die I Now, too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt...brink we meet ; — Those frightful rocks — that treach'rous sea — No, never come again — tho" sweet, Tho' Heav'n, it may be death to thee !" This...

...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...too? Yet go ! On peril's brink we meet ; — Those frighiful rocks — that treach'rous sea — No, never come again — tho' sweet, Tho' Heav'n, it may...

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...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...see thee, hear thee, call thee mine, — " Oh misery 1 must I lose that too ? " Yet go — on peril's brink we meet ; — " Those frightful rocks — that...

...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, call thce mine,— " Oh misery '. must I lose that too ? " Yet go — orí peril'« brink we meet ; —...

...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...; — " Those frightful rocks — that treacherous sea"No, never come again — though sweet, " Though heaven, it may be death to thee. "Farewell —...

...But when It eame to know mo well, " And love me, it was sure to die I " Now too —the joy most llke divine " Of all I ever dreamt or knew, " To see thee, hear thee, eall thee mine,— " Oh misery I must I lose that too ? " Yet go— on peril's hrink we meet l —...

...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...

...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...— that treacherous sea — " No, never come again — thougli sweet, " Though heaven, it may be death to thee. " Farewell — and blessings on thy way,...

...fondest hopes decay ; I never loved a tree or flower, But 'twas the first to fade away. * * * * Now too — the joy most like divine Of all I ever dreamt...call thee mine, — Oh misery ! must I lose that, too ?" And, pacing the room backward and forward for some moments, Cecil Fitzherbert seemed lost in the...