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
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