Edward Moore
Edward Moore
Edward Moore, English dramatist and miscellaneous writer, the son of a dissenting minister, was born at Abingdon, Berkshire...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth22 March 1712
love valentines-day sweet
The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
cities noble topics
Ay, rail at gaming - 'tis a rich topic, and affords noble declamation. Go, preach against it in the city - you'll find a congregation in every tavern.
summer rose long
'Tis now the summer of your youth: time has not cropped the roses from your cheek, though sorrow long has washed them.
brother husband father
I'll tell thee what it says; it calls me villain, a treacherous husband, a cruel father, a false brother; one lost to nature and her charities; or to say all in one short word, it calls me - Gamester.
doors window
Faith goes out through the window when beauty comes in at the door.
law moral action
All moral laws are merely statements that certain kinds of actions will have good effects.
done action performing
I am free in performing an action if I could have done otherwise if I had chosen to.
distance men wish
Now, in my opinion, a woman has no business with Power-Power admits no equal, and dismisses friendship for flattery. Besides, it keeps the men at a distance, and that is not always what we wish.
beauty wings and-love
Beauty has wings, and too hastily flies, and love, unrewarded, soon sickens and dies.
home man needs returns search travel travels
A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.