Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.
Thomas Haynes Bayly
Friends depart, and memory ...
Quotes from the same author
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
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
Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Prolonged absence makes the heart forget.
Thomas Haynes Bayly
