Thalia Rediviva The Pass-times and Diversions of a Countrey-muse, In Choice Poems on several Occasions. With Some Learned Remains of the Eminent Eugenius Philalethes. Never made Publick till now [by Henry Vaughan] |
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Etesia absent.
Love, the Worlds Life! what a sad death
Thy absence is? to lose our breath
At once and dye, is but to live
Inlarg'd, without the scant reprieve
Of Pulse and Air: whose dull returns
And narrow Circles the Soul mourns.
Thy absence is? to lose our breath
At once and dye, is but to live
Inlarg'd, without the scant reprieve
Of Pulse and Air: whose dull returns
And narrow Circles the Soul mourns.
But to be dead alive, and still
To wish, but never have our will:
To be possess'd, and yet to miss;
To wed a-true but absent bliss:
Are lingring tortures, and their smart
Dissects and racks and grinds the Heart!
As Soul and Body in that state
Which unto us seems separate,
Cannot be said to live, until
Reunion; which dayes fulfill
And slow-pac'd seasons: So in vain
Through hours and minutes (Times long train,)
I look for thee, and from thy sight,
As from my Soul, for life and light.
For till thine Eyes shine solon me,
Mine are fast-clos'd and will not see.
To wish, but never have our will:
To be possess'd, and yet to miss;
To wed a-true but absent bliss:
Are lingring tortures, and their smart
Dissects and racks and grinds the Heart!
As Soul and Body in that state
Which unto us seems separate,
Cannot be said to live, until
Reunion; which dayes fulfill
And slow-pac'd seasons: So in vain
Through hours and minutes (Times long train,)
I look for thee, and from thy sight,
As from my Soul, for life and light.
For till thine Eyes shine solon me,
Mine are fast-clos'd and will not see.
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