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• She wore a wreath of roses The night that first we met.
  -- Thomas Haynes Bayly (1797-1839) -- She wore a Wreath...
• Oh, I have roamed o'er many lands, And many friends I 've me
  Not one fair scene or kindly smile Can this fond heart forget....
• Oh no! we never mention her,-- Her name is never heard
  My lips are now forbid to speak That once familiar word....
• We met on the square, we part on the level.
• There are no strangers here - only friends we have not met.
• We have met the enemy, and he's all yours!
• We have met the enemy - and he tasted GREAT!
• We have met the enemy and he is us. KELLY
• Absence makes the heart grow fonder: Isle of Beauty, fare thee well!
  -- Thomas Haynes Bayly (1797-1839) -- Isle of Beauty...