|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
| 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 marry a market-gardener.|
DickensOld Curiosity Shop. Ch. LVI. Saying of Dick Swiveller.
|The gazelles so gentle and clever|
Skip lightly in frolicsome mood.
HeineBook of Songs, Lyrical. Interlude No. 9.
|I never nursd 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.
MooreThe Fire Worshippers.
|I never had a piece of toast particularly long and wide,|
But fell upon the sanded floor,
And always on the buttered side.
Parody of Moore. Probably by James Payn. Appeared in Chambers Journal.