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Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence--o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, read more
With what a deep devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence--o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
Absence, that common cure of love.
Absence, that common cure of love.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Is not absence death to those who love?
Is not absence death to those who love?
When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.
When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!
Absence makes the heart grow fonder, Isle of Beauty, Fare thee well!
Among the defects of the bill [Lord Derby's] which are numerous,
one provision is conspicuous by its presence and read more
Among the defects of the bill [Lord Derby's] which are numerous,
one provision is conspicuous by its presence and another by its
absence.
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What read more
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
