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• When thus the heart is in a vein Of tender thought, the simplest strain Can touch it with peculiar power.
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Evenings in Greece, First Evening...
• And oh if there be an Elysium on earth, It is this, it is this!
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- The Light of the Harem...
• Thus, when the lamp that lighted The traveller at first goes out, He feels awhile benighted, And looks around in fear and doubt.
  But soon, the prospect clearing, By cloudless starlight on he treads, And thinks no lamp so cheering As that light which Heaven sheds....
• Ay, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are!
  From this hour let the blood in their dastardly veins, That shrunk at the first touch of Liberty's war, Be wasted for tyrants, or stagnate in chains....
• 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....
• When did morning ever break, And find such beaming eyes awake?
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Fly not ye...
• What good is it to me, after all, if there is an authority always busy to see to the tranquil enjoyment of my pleasures and going ahead to brush all dangers away from my path without giving me even the trouble to think about i
  if that authority, which protects me from the smallest thorns on my journey, is also the absolute master of my liberty and of my life?...
• Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns.
  I am thankful thorns have roses. -- Alphonse Karr, French journali...
• My darling wife was always glum. I drowned her in a cask of rum, And so made sure that she would stay In better spirits night and day.