Thomas Haynes Bayly

I've now got the music book ready,
Do sit up and sing like a lady
A recitative read more

I've now got the music book ready,
Do sit up and sing like a lady
A recitative from Tancredi,
And something from "Palpiti!"
Sing forte when first you begin it,
Piano the very next minute,
They'll cry "What expression there's in it!"
Don't sing English ballads to me!

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

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

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

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

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

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!