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!

Your absence of mind we have borne, till your presence of body
came to be called in question by read more

Your absence of mind we have borne, till your presence of body
came to be called in question by it.

Oft in the tranquil hour of night,
When stars illume the sky,
I gaze upon each orb read more

Oft in the tranquil hour of night,
When stars illume the sky,
I gaze upon each orb of light,
And wish that thou wert by.

Achilles absent, was Achilles still.

Achilles absent, was Achilles still.

Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream.
And I seek then in vain by the meadow read more

Thou art gone from my gaze like a beautiful dream.
And I seek then in vain by the meadow and stream.

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.

What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
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What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?

Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.

Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.

For I verily, absent in body, but present in spirit, have judged
already, as though I were present, concerning read more

For I verily, absent in body, but present in spirit, have judged
already, as though I were present, concerning him that hath so
done this deed, . . .