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Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

Thomas Moore

Came but for friendship, and took away love.
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Friendship Love Relationship
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
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
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
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
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Bondage Ourselves Rule Woman
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
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Friendship Love Rose Wine Youth
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
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
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
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Humiliate Slave
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
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
No, there’s nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.
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Dreams Life Young

Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

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