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Absence - that common cure of love.
Absence - that common cure of love.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent friends.
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, . . .
Sometimes I need what only you can provide -- your absence.
Sometimes I need what only you can provide -- your absence.
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!
Absence, that common cure of love.
Absence, that common cure of love.
They are good that are away.
They are good that are away.
The absent are always in the wrong.
The absent are always in the wrong.