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What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
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What shall I do with all the days and hours
That must be counted ere I see thy face?
How shall I charm the interval that lowers
Between this time and that sweet time of grace?
The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.
The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.
How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
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How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness everywhere!
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Absence doth sharpen love, presence strengthens it; the one brings fuel, the other blows it till it burns clear.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.
Absence diminishes little passions and increases great ones, as
the wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire.
[Fr., read more
Absence diminishes little passions and increases great ones, as
the wind extinguishes candles and fans a fire.
[Fr., L'absence diminue les mediocres passions et augmente les
grandes, comme le vent eteint les bougies et allume le feu.]
Cassius and Brutus were the more distinguished for that very
circumstance that their portraits were absent.
[Lat., Praefulgebant read more
Cassius and Brutus were the more distinguished for that very
circumstance that their portraits were absent.
[Lat., Praefulgebant Cassius atque Brutus eo ipso, quod effigies
eorum non videbantur.]
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Achilles absent, was Achilles still.
Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.
Absence is to love what wind is to fire; it extinguishes the small, it enkindles the great.