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• A philosopher being asked what was the first thing necessary to win the love of a woman, answered, Opportunity!

  Thomas Moore

  Love, Philosophy, Winning

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• With what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!

  Thomas Moore

  Sympathy, Broken Heart, Pain

  Thomas Moore (1835). “The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Including Melodies, Ballads, Etc”, p.40

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• When Time who steals our years away Shall steal our pleasures too, The mem'ry of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.

  Thomas Moore

  Time, Memories, Past

  Thomas Moore (1853). “The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore, Etc. [With a Portrait.]”, p.52

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• This heart, my own dear mother, bends,
  With love's true instinct, back to thee!

  Thomas Moore

  Mothers Day, Mom, Heart

  Thomas Moore (1872). “The poetical works of Thomas Moore, with notes”, p.570

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• Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun, grow pure by being purely shone upon.

  Thomas Moore

  Sun, Stains, Chastity

  Thomas Moore (1826). “The poetical Works”, p.27

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• The young May moon is beaming, love.
  The glow-worm's lamp is gleaming, love.
  How sweet to rove,
  Through Morna's grove,
  When the drowsy world is dreaming, love!
  Then awake! - the heavens look bright, my dear,
  'Tis never too late for delight, my dear,
  And the best of all ways
  To lengthen our days
  Is to steal a few hours from the night, my dear!

  Thomas Moore

  Dream, Sweet, Spring

  'Irish Melodies' (1807) 'The young May moon'

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• To love you was pleasant enough. And, oh! 'tis delicious to hate you!

  Thomas Moore

  Depressing, Hate, Love You

  Thomas Moore (1850). “The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore”, p.55

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• Every season hath its pleasure; Spring may boast her flowery prime, Yet the vineyard's ruby treasuries Brighten Autumn's sob'rer time.

  Thomas Moore

  Spring, Autumn, Rubies

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• Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth; Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth.

  Thomas Moore

  Uplifting, Memorial Day, Eye

  Thomas Moore (1850). “The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore”, p.177

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• T'is the last rose of summer,
  Left blooming alone.

  Thomas Moore

  Summer, Flower, Rose

  'Irish Melodies' (1807) "Tis the last rose of summer'

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• Rich and rare were the gems she wore, And a bright gold ring on her hand she bore.

  Thomas Moore

  Jewels, Hands, Gold

  'Irish Melodies' (1807) 'Rich and rare were the gems she wore'

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