Thomas Moore - Sea Quotes

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It is quite cruel that a poet cannot wander through his regions of enchantment without having a critic forever, like the old Man of the Sea, upon his back.

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As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean
Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see,
So deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion,
Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee.

As still to the star of its worship, though clouded,
The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea,
So dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded,
The hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee.

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Alas! how light a cause may move
Dissension between hearts that love!
Hearts that the world in vain had tried,
And sorrow but more closely tied;
That stood the storm when waves were rough,
Yet in a sunny hour fall off,
Like ships that have gone down at sea
When heaven was all tranquillity.

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Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free,
First flower of the earth and first gem of the sea.

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And soon, too soon, we part with pain,
To sail o'er silent seas again.

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Sound the loud timbrel o'er Egypt's dark sea!
Jehovah has triumphed—his people are free.

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Like Dead Sea fruits, that tempt the eye,
But turn to ashes on the lips.

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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?

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This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas,
The past, the future,—two eternities!

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

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'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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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.

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Anemones and Seas of Gold, And new-blown lilies of the river, And those sweet flow'rets that unfold Their buds on Camadera's quiver...

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The crimson blossoms of the coral-tree In the warm isles of India's sunny sea

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