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This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.

Thomas Moore

Came but for friendship, and took away love.
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Friendship Love Relationship
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
Oh! blame not the bard.
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Blame One Liner
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
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Discover Emotion Flame Illusion Leadership Love Marriage Ourselves Truth
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish; Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
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Anguish Hard Time Healing Heart Heaven Inspirational Wound
From plants that wake when others sleep, from timid jasmine buds that keep their odour to themselves all day, but when the sunlight dies away let the delicious secret out to every breeze that roams about.
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Delicious Light Plant Roam Sun Wake Up
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch’d by the thorns.
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Awake Heart Thorn Touch
This wretched brain gave way, and I became a wreck at random driven, without one glimpse of reason or heaven.
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Brain Drive Heaven Myself Reason
A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
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Day Light Memories Myself
The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to the close.
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Close Forget Heart Love True
It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
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Happiness Luxury Tears
All that’s bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that’s sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.
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Bright Lost Sweet
My only books were woman’s looks, and folly’s all they’ve taught me.
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Book Myself Teaching Woman
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
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Humiliate Slave

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