 | Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover |  |
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ABSENCE.
To ------.
As when the sun withdraweth quite,
Then, all is night;
'Tis even so with me,
Parted from thee.
The faithful dawn of morning bright
Brings back the light—
But to illume my sorrow,
There is no morrow!
Then, all is night;
'Tis even so with me,
Parted from thee.
The faithful dawn of morning bright
Brings back the light—
But to illume my sorrow,
There is no morrow!
As when the sea, upon the strand,
With wavy wand,
Marketh where she hath been,
So thou, my queen,
Didst leave thy trace upon my heart
Ere thou didst part:—
The tide returns again—
But thou!—ah when?
With wavy wand,
Marketh where she hath been,
So thou, my queen,
Didst leave thy trace upon my heart
Ere thou didst part:—
The tide returns again—
But thou!—ah when?
| Songs and ballads by Samuel Lover | |