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.
Dick Swiveller
The Old Curiosity Shop (1841) ch. 56
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.
The Old Curiosity Shop (1841) ch. 56