Quotes About Thomas Moore

Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.

Thomas Davis was a great man where poetry is concerned, and a better than Thomas Moore. All over Ireland his poetry is, and he would have done other things but that he died young.

Most, if not all, problems brought to therapists are issues of love. It makes sense that the cure is also love.

Music, oh, how faint, how weak, Language fades before thy spell! Why should Feeling ever speak, When thou canst breathe her soul so well?

Faintly as tolls the evening chime,Our voices keep tune and our oars keep time.

Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth; Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth...

Some courtiers to wearie out time woulde tell vs further tales of Cornelius Agrippa, and how when sir Thomas Moore our countrieman was there, hee shewed him the whole destruction of Troy in a dreame.

Thus freedom now so seldom wakes, The only throb she gives, Is when some heart indignant breaks, To show that still she lives. THOMAS MOORE