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Is not absence death to those who love?
Is not absence death to those who love?
Condemned whole years in absence to deplore,
And image charms he must behold no more.
Condemned whole years in absence to deplore,
And image charms he must behold no more.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
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!
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; every little absence is an age.
Love reckons hours for months, and days for years; every little absence is an age.
They are good that are away.
They are good that are away.
Absence, that common cure of love.
Absence, that common cure of love.
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!