Famous Thomas Haynes Bayly Quotes

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

And the Baron's retainers were blithe and gay, And keeping their Christmas holiday.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Fear not, but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Fly away, pretty moth, to the shade Of the leaf where you slumbered all day; Be content with the moon and the stars, pretty moth, And make use of your wings while you may. . . . . But tho' dreams of delight may have dazzled you quite, They at last found it dangerous play; Many things in this world that look bright, pretty moth, Only dazzle to lead us astray.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Gayly the troubadour Touched his guitar.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

I'd be a butterfly, born in a bower, Where roses and lilies and violets meet.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

I'm saddest when I sing.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

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!
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

My fond affection thou hast seen, Then judge of my regret To think more happy thou hadst been If we had never met! And has that thought been shared by thee? Ah, no! that smiling cheek Proves more unchanging love for me Than labor'd words could speak.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

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!
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Oh! no! we never mention her, Her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak That once familiar word. - Thomas Haynes Bayly,
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

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.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

She wore a wreath of roses, The night that first we met.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

Tell me the tales that to me were so dear, Long, long ago, long, long ago.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

The mistletoe hung in the castle hall, The holly branch shone on the old oak wall.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly

We met--'twas a crowd.
-- Thomas Haynes Bayly