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How like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What read more
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!
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a read more
It takes time for the absent to assume their true shape in our thoughts. After death they take on a firmer outline and then cease to change.
The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.
The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my read more
Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,
My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee;
Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain,
And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.
Is not absence death to those who love?
Is not absence death to those who love?
Let no one be willing to speak ill of the absent.
[Lat., Absenti nemo ne nocuisse velit.]
Let no one be willing to speak ill of the absent.
[Lat., Absenti nemo ne nocuisse velit.]
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.
No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.
No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.
When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.
When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.
