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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 Lalla Rookh (1817)

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But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.

Irish Melodies (1807)

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)

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