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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.

Thomas Moore

Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
Came but for friendship, and took away love.
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Friendship Love Relationship
It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
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Happiness Luxury Tears
A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
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
Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
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Day Light Memories Myself
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
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Friendship Love Rose Wine Youth
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
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
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Bondage Ourselves Rule Woman
Ask a woman’s advice, and whatever she advises, Do the very reverse and you’re sure to be wise.
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Advice Herself Woman
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
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Humiliate Slave
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
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Friendship Love Steady Warm
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
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

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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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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