Thomas Moore
Thomas Moore
Thomas Moorewas an Irish poet, singer, songwriter, and entertainer, now best remembered for the lyrics of "The Minstrel Boy" and "The Last Rose of Summer". He was responsible, with John Murray, for burning Lord Byron's memoirs after his death. In his lifetime he was often referred to as Anacreon Moore...
NationalityIrish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth28 May 1779
CityDublin, Ireland
CountryIreland
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Right now, we really don't even know what happened as to the cause of the accident.
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Rich and rare were the gems she wore, / And a bright gold ring on her hand she bore.
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The Chrysler's got some real classic things in the history of photography - things that everyone would like to have - plus a lot of great contemporary work. And it's built that collection from virtually nothing into one that's world-class.
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There is something more horrible than hoodlums, churls and vipers, and that is knaves with moral justification for their cause.
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Very few universities take the time to identify corporate partners and work with them to understand exactly what skills-sets they want in the MBAs they hire.
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To live with them is far less sweet, than to remember thee!
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Yet, who can help loving the land that has taught us Six hundred and eighty-five ways to dress eggs?
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There is no way to re-enchant our lives in a disenchanted culture except by becoming renegades from that culture and planting the seeds for a new one.
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It is precisely because we resist the darkness in ourselves that we miss the depths of the loveliness, beauty, brilliance, creativity, and joy that lie at our core.
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The many great gardens of the world, of literature and poetry, of painting and music, of religion and architecture, all make the point as clear as possible: The soul cannot thrive in the absence of a garden. If you don't want paradise, you are not human; and if you are not human, you don't have a soul.
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Silence is not an absence of sound but rather a shifting of attention toward sounds that speak to the soul.
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The garden reconciles human art and wild nature, hard work and deep pleasure, spiritual practice and the material world. It is a magical place because it is not divided. The many divisions and polarizations that terrorize a disenchanted world find peaceful accord among mossy rock walls, rough stone paths, and trimmed bushes. Maybe a garden sometimes seems fragile, for all its earth and labor, because it achieves such an extraordinary delicate balance of nature and human life, naturalness and artificiality. It has its own liminality, its point of balance between great extremes.