Maxioms by Thomas Haynes Bayly
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.
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower,
Where roses and lilies and violets meet.
I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower,
Where roses and lilies and violets meet.
She wore a wreath of roses,
The night that first we met.
She wore a wreath of roses,
The night that first we met.
