Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour,
I've seen my fondest hopes decay;
I never loved a tree or flower
But't was the first to fade away.
I never nurs'd a dear gazelle,
To glad me with it's soft black eye,
But when it came to know me well
And love me, it was sure to die.
-THOMAS MOORE
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