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ABSENCE.

"By absence this good means I gain,

That I can catch her

Where none can watch her,

In some close corner of my brain,

Then I embrace and kiss her,

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And so I both enjoy and miss her."

OLD POET.MY love, when I thought of you far away,

At first I shed a tear,

To think that no longer I could stray

With you by the river clear;

To think that no longer we could pore

Over the loved romance,

Or gracefully glide along once more

In the mazy, 'wildering dance.

But when I think of those hours of joy,

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