Though an angel should write, still 't is devils must print.
Quotes from Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed — Thomas Moore
1779–1852 Ireland
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And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers
Is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.
I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.
And when once the young heart of a maiden is stolen,
The maiden herself will steal after it soon.
There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet
As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet.
Whose wit in the combat, as gentle as bright,
Ne'er carried a heart-stain away on its blade.
Good at a fight, but better at a play;
Godlike in giving, but the devil to pay.
'T is believ'd that this harp which I wake now for thee
Was a siren of old who sung under the sea.
The moon looks
On many brooks,
"The brook can see no moon but this."
Humility, that low, sweet root
From which all heavenly virtues shoot.
To live with them is far less sweet
Than to remember thee.
There was a little man, and he had a little soul;
And he said, Little Soul, let us try, try, try!
Shall I ask the brave soldier who fights by my side
In the cause of mankind, if our creeds agree?
A friendship that like love is warm;
A love like friendship, steady.
Weep on! and as thy sorrows flow,
I 'll taste the luxury of woe.
Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish;
Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.
How shall we rank thee upon glory's page,
Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage?
Where bastard Freedom waves
The fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
Attribution
Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: Thomas Moore (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.