Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Prolonged absence makes the heart forget.
Fear not, but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.
I'd be a butterfly; living a rover, Dying when fair things are fading away.
Why don't the men propose, Mamma? Why don't the men propose?
Oh, pilot! 'tis a fearful night, There's danger on the deep.
Friends depart, and memory takes them To her caverns, pure and deep.