Thomas Moore Quotes

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Believe me, if all those endearing young charms
Which I gaze on so fondly today,
Were to change by tomorrow and fleet in my arms,
Like fairy gifts fading away.
Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art,
Let thy loveliness fade as it will,
And around the dear ruin each wish of my heart,
Would entwine itself verdantly still.

Thomas Moore
Oft in the stilly night,
Ere Slumber's chain has bound me,
Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me;
The smiles, the tears,
Of boyhood's years,
The words of love then spoken;
The eyes that shone Now dimmed and gone,
The cheerful hearts now broken.

Thomas Moore
When twilight dews are falling soft
Upon the rosy sea, love,
I watch the star whose beam so oft
Has lighted me to thee, love.

Thomas Moore
Love on through all ills, and love on till they die.

Thomas Moore
To sigh, yet feel no pain;
To weep, yet scarce know why;
To sport an hour with Beauty's chain,
Then throw it idly by.

Thomas Moore
'T is believ'd that this harp which I wake now for thee
Was a siren of old who sung under the sea.

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I give thee all,—I can no more,
Though poor the off'ring be;
My heart and lute are all the store
That I can bring to thee.

Thomas Moore
This world is all a fleeting show,
For man's illusion given;
The smiles of joy, the tears of woe,
Deceitful shine, deceitful flow,—
There's nothing true but Heaven.

Thomas Moore
Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter!
Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.

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All that's bright must fade,—
The brightest and the fleetest;
All that's sweet was made,
But to be lost when sweetest.

Thomas Moore
Humility, that low, sweet root
From which all heavenly virtues shoot.

Thomas Moore
We can't survive without enchantment...the loss of it is killing us.

Thomas Moore
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
Oh! breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade,
Where cold and unhonoured his relics are laid.
Of Robert Emmet

Thomas Moore
The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them.

Thomas Moore
I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.

Thomas Moore
Go where glory waits thee,
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me!

Thomas Moore
While slight attention to the soul can go a long way, it isn't enough to maintain the active life and give the soul mere morsels.

Thomas Moore
My only books
Were woman's looks,
And folly's all they've taught me.

Thomas Moore
A soul mate is someone to whom we feel profoundly connected, as though the communication and communing that take place between us were not the product of intentional efforts, but rather a divine grace. This kind of relationship is so important to the soul that many have said there is nothing more precious in life.

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Who has not felt how sadly sweet
The dream of home, the dream of home,
Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet,
When far o'er sea or land we roam?

Thomas Moore
The moon looks
On many brooks,
"The brook can see no moon but this."

Thomas Moore
Oh! ever thus, from childhood's hour,
I've seen my fondest hope decay;
I never loved a tree or flower,
But 'twas the first to fade away.
I never nurs'd a dear gazelle To glad me with its soft black eye,
But when it came to know me well,
And love me, it was sure to die.

Thomas Moore
Thus, when the lamp that lighted
The traveller at first goes out,
He feels awhile benighted,
And looks around in fear and doubt.
But soon, the prospect clearing,
By cloudless starlight on he treads,
And thinks no lamp so cheering
As that light which Heaven sheds.

Thomas Moore
Though an angel should write, still 'tis devils must print.

Thomas Moore
Yet, who can help loving the land that has taught us
Six hundred and eighty-five ways to dress eggs?

Thomas Moore
There's a bower of roses by Bendemeer's stream,
And the nightingale sings round it all the day long;
In the time of my childhood 'twas like a sweet dream,
To sit in the roses and hear the bird's song.

Thomas Moore
Weep on! and as thy sorrows flow,
I 'll taste the luxury of woe.

Thomas Moore
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.

Thomas Moore
There is nothing half so sweet in life as love's young dreams.

Thomas Moore