But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.
Thomas Moore Quotes
1779–1852 Ireland
Thomas Moore (May 28, 1779 – February 25, 1852) was an Irish poet and hymnist, now best remembered for the lyrics of The Last Rose of Summer.
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Also known as: Moore, Thomas
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Though an angel should write, still 't is devils must print.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers
Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Just as the mind the erring sense believes,
The erring mind, in turn, the sense deceives.
Go where glory waits thee,
But while fame elates thee,
Oh! still remember me!
Irish Melodies (1807)
I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Self is the medium thro' which Judgment's ray
Can seldom pass without being turned astray.
And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen,
The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright,
Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Good at a fight, but better at a play;
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
To-morrow the dreams and flowers will fade.
Lalla Rookh (1817)
'Tis the last rose of Summer,
Left blooming alone;
All her lovely companions
Are faded and gone.
Irish Melodies (1807)
'T is believ'd that this harp which I wake now for thee
Was a siren of old who sung under the sea.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
And tho't that the light-house look't lovely as hope,
That star on life's tremulous ocean.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
What though youth gave love and roses,
Age still leaves us friends and wine.
Lalla Rookh (1817)
The moon looks
On many brooks,
"The brook can see no moon but this."
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Humility, that low, sweet root
From which all heavenly virtues shoot.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed (1919)
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Thomas Moore (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.