Thomas Haynes Bayly Quotes

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.

Thomas Haynes Bayly

Fear not, but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.

Thomas Haynes Bayly

I’d be a butterfly born in a bower,Where roses and lilies and violets meet.

Thomas Haynes Bayly

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

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.

Thomas Haynes Bayly

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

Thomas Haynes Bayly

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

Thomas Haynes Bayly

The rose that all are praising Is not the rose for me.

Thomas Haynes Bayly

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

Thomas Haynes Bayly

Those that have wealth must be watchful and wary, Power, alas! naught but misery brings!

Thomas Haynes Bayly

Surely 't is better, when summer is over To die when all fair things are fading away.

Thomas Haynes Bayly
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