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The Time I've Lost In Wooing by Thomas Moore

By Thomas Moore

Topics: sad-shayari, love-shayari, deep-lines

The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing The light that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing. Tho' Wisdom oft has sought me, I scorn'd the lore she brought me, My only books Were women's looks, And folly's all they taught me. Her smile when Beauty granted,

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"The time I've lost in wooing,..."

"The Time I've Lost In Wooing" by Thomas Moore is a sad and love and deep and romantic english poem consisting of 32 lines. This English poem by Thomas Moore demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "The time I've lost in wooing, In watching and pursuing...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and romantic through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Thomas Moore's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.

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About Thomas Moore

Thomas Moore (1779–1852) was an Irish poet, singer, and songwriter best known for "Irish Melodies" (1808–1834), a collection of songs including "The Last Rose of Summer" and "Believe Me, If All Those Endearing Young Charms." He was the most popular poet of his era in the British Isles.

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