Maxioms by Thomas Haynes Bayly
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
Fear not, but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.
Why don't the men propose, mamma?
Why don't the men propose?
Why don't the men propose, mamma?
Why don't the men propose?
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for me.
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.
