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Thomas Moore

Fond memory brings the light of other days around me.
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Day Light Memories Myself
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 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 pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
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
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
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
Came but for friendship, and took away love.
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Friendship Love Relationship
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
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Humiliate Slave
It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
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Happiness Luxury Tears
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility
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
Though an angel should write, still ’tis devils must print.
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Angel Devil Print Writing
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
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Bondage Ourselves Rule Woman

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