Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?
George Edward MooreIf I am asked 'what is good?' my answer is that good is good, and that is the end of the matter.
George Edward MooreBeauty has wings, and too hastily flies, and love, unrewarded, soon sickens and dies.
George Edward Moore