I Know Not, I Ask Not, If Guilt 's In That Heart, I But Know That I Love Thee Whatever Thou Art.
I know not, I ask not, if guilt 's in that heart,
I but know that I love thee whatever thou art.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- Come, rest in this Bosom
If I speak to thee in friendship's name, Thou think'st I speak too coldly
If I mention love's devoted flame, Thou say'st I speak too boldly....
Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth and first gem of the sea.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Remember Thee...
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....
I don't know, ask Cathy.
I don't know what I like, but I know what art is.
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 (1779-1852) -- When Twilight Dew...
To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- I saw thy Form...
My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea
But before I go, Tom Moore, Here 's a double health to thee!...
I know a little 'bout Love, and baby, I can guess the rest. -- Skynyrd.