Thomas Moore: Likeness

Thomas Moore was Irish poet, singer and songwriter. Explore interesting quotes on likeness.
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“A friendship that like love is warm;
A love like friendship, steady.”

Thomas Moore

How shall I woo?
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“To live and die in scenes like this,
With some we 've left behind us.”

Thomas Moore

As slow our Ship.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“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

Part II. <br class="br"> Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part I-III: The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan

“The minds of some of our statesmen, like the pupil of the human eye, contract themselves the more, the stronger light there is shed upon them.”

Thomas Moore

Preface to Corruption and Intolerance.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“Like Dead Sea fruits, that tempt the eye,
But turn to ashes on the lips.”

Thomas Moore

Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part V-VIII: The Fire-Worshippers

“Like the stain'd web that whitens in the sun,
Grow pure by being purely shone upon.”

Thomas Moore

Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part I-III: The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan

“Oh stay! oh stay!
Joy so seldom weaves a chain
Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain
To break its links so soon.”

Thomas Moore

Fly not yet.
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“Love, nursed among pleasures, is faithless as they,
But the love born of Sorrow, like Sorrow, is true.”

Thomas Moore

In the morning of life, when its cares are unknown, st. 2 <br class="br"> Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)

“Oh for a tongue to curse the slave
Whose treason, like a deadly blight,
Comes o'er the councils of the brave,
And blasts them in their hour of might!”

Thomas Moore

Lalla Rookh http://www.columbia.edu/itc/mealac/pritchett/00generallinks/lallarookh/index.html (1817), Part V-VIII: The Fire-Worshippers