Thomas Haynes Bayly Quotes

The mistletoe hung in the castle hall, The holly branch shone on the old oak wall.

She wore a wreath of roses, The night that first we met.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Prolonged absence makes the heart forget.

Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.

I'd be a butterfly; living a rover, Dying when fair things are fading away.

Fear not, but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.

I'm saddest when I sing.

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.

Why don't the men propose, Mamma? Why don't the men propose?

Oh! where do fairies hide their heads, When snow lies on the hills, When frost has spoiled their mossy beds, And crystallized their rills?

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago.

Surely 't is better, when summer is over To die when all fair things are fading away.

Those that have wealth must be watchful and wary, Power, alas! naught but misery brings!

Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands, And many friends I've met; Not one fair scene or kindly smile Can this fond heart forget.

Oh, pilot! 'tis a fearful night, There's danger on the deep.

Fear not but trust in Providence Wherever thou may'st be.

O pilot! 'tis a fearful night There's danger on the deep.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.