Maxioms by Thomas Haynes Bayly
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
Friends depart, and memory takes them
To her caverns, pure and deep.
O pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep.
O pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!
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!
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.
