"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,
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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