Maxioms by Thomas Haynes Bayly
O give me new figures! I can't go on dancing
The same that were taught me ten seasons ago;
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O give me new figures! I can't go on dancing
The same that were taught me ten seasons ago;
The schoolmaster over the land is advancing,
Then why is the master of dancing so slow?
It is such a bore to be always caught tripping
In dull uniformity year after year;
Invent something new, and you'll set me a skipping:
I want a new figure to dance with my Dear!
'Tis godlike to have power, but not to kill.
'Tis godlike to have power, but not to kill.
Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.
Gayly the troubadour
Touched his guitar.
Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands,
And many friends I've met;
Not one fair scene or read more
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.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
