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• My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea
  But before I go, Tom Moore, Here 's a double health to thee!...
• As still to the star of its worship, though clouded
  The needle points faithfully o'er the dim sea, So dark when I roam in this wintry world shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns trembling to Thee....
• I give thee all,--I can no more, Though poor the off'ring be
  My heart and lute are all the store That I can bring to thee....
• In the desert a fountain is springing, In the wide waste there still is a tree, And a bird in the solitude singing, Which speaks to my spirit of thee.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Stanzas to Augusta...
• When twilight dews are falling soft Upon the rosy sea, love, I watch the star whose beam so oft Has lighted me to thee, love.
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- When Twilight Dew...
• Oh that the desert were my dwelling-place, With one fair spirit for my minister, That I might all forget the human race, And hating no one, love but only her!
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iv, Stanza 177...
• Fare thee well! and if forever, Still forever fare thee well.
  -- Lord Byron (1788-1824) -- Fare thee well...
• To live with them is far less sweet Than to remember thee.
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- I saw thy Form...
• Wert thou all that I wish thee, great, glorious, and free, First flower of the earth and first gem of the sea.
  -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Remember Thee...