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.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

Absence from those we love is self from self - a deadly banishment.

Achilles absent, was Achilles still.

Achilles absent, was Achilles still.

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.

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.]

The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.

The absent are never without fault, nor the present without excuse.

The absent are always in the wrong.

The absent are always in the wrong.

Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.

Absence and death are the same--only that in death there is no suffering.