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Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.

Thomas Moore

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
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
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
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Heaven Humility Shoot Virtue
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
Disguise our bondage as we will, ‘Tis woman, woman, rules us still.
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Bondage Ourselves Rule Woman
A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship, steady.
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Friendship Love Steady Warm
Though an angel should write, still ’tis devils must print.
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Angel Devil Print Writing
A pretty wife is something for the fastidious vanity of a roue to retire upon.
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Pretty Retirement Wife
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
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
While mantling on the maiden’s cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
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Rose Thinking Young
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
And soon, too soon, we part with pain, To sail o’er silent seas again.
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Ourselves Pain Sea Silence

Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.

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