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The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.

Thomas Moore

A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
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
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
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
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
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
No, there’s nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.
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Dreams Life Young
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
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
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Friendship Love Steady Warm
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
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
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Friendship Love Rose Wine Youth
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
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
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Bondage Ourselves Rule Woman
Oh! blame not the bard.
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Blame One Liner

The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.

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