Thomas Haynes Bayly

“I'd be a Butterfly born in a bower, Where roses and lilies and violets meet.”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder.”

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

“Why don't the men propose, Mamma? Why don't the men propose?”

“Oh, no, we never mention her; her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak that once familiar word.”

“Those evening bells! those evening bells! How many a tale their music tells.”

“Gaily the Troubadour touched his guitar.”

“Friendship is a sheltering tree.”

“The rose that all are praising is not the rose for me.”

“She wore a wreath of roses, The night that first we met.”

“Of all the passions of mankind, the love of novelty is the most universal.”

“Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.”