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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.

Thomas Moore

The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
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
Though an angel should write, still ’tis devils must print.
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Angel Devil Print Writing
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
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
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
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
Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
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Day Light Memories Myself
And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o’er silent seas again.
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Ourselves Pain Sea Silence
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
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
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Friendship Love Steady Warm
Oh! blame not the bard.
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Blame One Liner
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
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
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility

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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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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