My Only Books Were Woman's Looks,-- And Folly 's All They 've Taught Me.
My only books
Were woman's looks,--
And folly 's all they 've taught me.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- The Time I 've lost in wooing
The light that lies In woman's eyes. -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- The Time I 've lost in wooing
Oh, ever thus, from childhood's hour, I 've seen my fondest hopes decay
I never loved a tree or flower But 't was the first to fade away....
When I 'm not thank'd at all, I 'm thank'd enough; I 've done my duty, and I 've done no more.
-- Henry Fielding (1707-1754) -- Tom Thumb the Great, Act i, Sc. 3...
To live and die in scenes like this, With some we 've left behind us.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- As slow our Ship...
Now is come the time on Shprockets ven ve dance.
I(ve) B(een) M(islead)
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands, And many friends I 've me
Not one fair scene or kindly smile Can this fond heart forget....
And when with envy Time, transported, Shall think to rob us of our joys, You 'll in your girls again be courted, And I 'll go wooing in my boys.
-- Thomas Percy (1728-1811) -- Winifreda (1720)...
Being disintegrated makes me ve-ry an-gry! <huff, huff>