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!
The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close
To love God, which was a thing far excelling all the cunning that is possible for us in this life to obtain.
Your love has build me from strength to strength. It has made me a stronger and better person than I was. There is nothing that love cannot change darling. Once you fall in love, even wars turn to love stories.
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine
She is far from the land where her young hero sleeps, / And lovers are round her, sighing:/ But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps, / For her heart in his grave is lying.
'Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone.
Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone