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ABSENCE
"———DESTROYS NOT ROOTED LOVE."
I.
Though nature in a thousand ways,
Her beauties to mine eye displays—
Yet ah! those charms are all in vain,
I sigh to meet my love again.
II.
Though pleasure gay, with all her sports,
My ev’ry sense with fancy courts;—
Her strong allurements I disdain,—
I sigh to meet my love again!
III.
Though friendship here is strongly shewn
To ease my heart, my constant moan—
Yet still I inwardly complain—
I sigh to meet my love again.
IV.
Though beauty often may surprize,
And for a moment catch my eyes ;
It only helps t’ increase my pain—
I sigh to meet my love again.
