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Oh! blame not the bard.

Thomas Moore

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
What though youth gave love and roses, Age still leaves us friends and wine.
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Friendship Love Rose Wine Youth
No, there’s nothing half so sweet in life as love’s young dream.
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Dreams Life Young
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
And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o’er silent seas again.
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Ourselves Pain Sea Silence
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
Oh! blame not the bard.
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Blame One Liner
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
Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.
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Heaven Sea Tranquility
The light, that lies In woman’s eyes, Has been my heart’s undoing.
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Heart Light Lying Woman
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
Came but for friendship, and took away love.
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Friendship Love Relationship
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
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
It is only to the happy that tears are a luxury.
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Happiness Luxury Tears
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
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Humiliate Slave

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