To Live With Them Is Far Less Sweet Than To Remember Thee.
To live with them is far less sweet
Than to remember thee.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- I saw thy Form
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...
How shall we rank thee upon glory's page, Thou more than soldier, and just less than sage?
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- To Thomas Hume...
Go where glory waits thee! But while fame elates thee, Oh, still remember me!
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Go where Glory waits thee...
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!...
Weep on! and as thy sorrows flow, I 'll taste the luxury of woe.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Anacreontic...
As half in shade and half in sun This world along its path advances, May that side the sun 's upon Be all that e'er shall meet thy glances!
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Peace be around Thee...
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...
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes; Flow gently, I 'll sing thee a song in thy praise.
-- Robert Burns (1759-1796) -- Flow gently, sweet Afto...
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....