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Ever absent, ever near;
Still I see thee, still I hear;
Yet I cannot reach thee, dear!
Ever absent, ever near;
Still I see thee, still I hear;
Yet I cannot reach thee, dear!
For with G.D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to
speak it profanely) to be present read more
For with G.D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to
speak it profanely) to be present with the Lord.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
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!
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, . . .
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!
Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array,--
Days of absence, I am weary;
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Days of absence, sad and dreary,
Clothed in sorrow's dark array,--
Days of absence, I am weary;
She I love is far away.
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.
Absences are a good influence in love and keep it bright and delicate.
Absences are a good influence in love and keep it bright and delicate.