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.

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.

Sometimes I need what only you can provide - your absence.

Sometimes I need what only you can provide - your absence.

I dote on his very absence, and I wish them a fair departure.

I dote on his very absence, and I wish them a fair departure.

The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.

The absent are never without fault. Nor the present without excuse.

'Presents,' I often say, 'endear absents.'

'Presents,' I often say, 'endear absents.'

Sometimes I need what only you can provide -- your absence.

Sometimes I need what only you can provide -- your absence.

I dote on his very absence.

I dote on his very absence.

All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee read more

All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee to me.