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I staid to watch, a little space,
The waters closed above her face
With many a ring.
And still I stay'd a little more,
flow'rs from the shore, And watch in vain.
life will fade away, I know that I must vainly pine,
For I am made of mortal clay,
When the white cloud reclines
On the verge of the sea, I fancy the white cliffs,
And dream upon thee; But the cloud spreads its wings
To the blue heav'n and flies. We never shall meet, love,
Except in the skies !
TO AN ABSENTEE.
O’er hill, and dale, and distant sea,
Nay, thou art now so dear, methinks
But bind the closer round the heart.
For now we sever each from each,
Farewell! I did not know thy worth,
The stars are with the voyager
Wherever he may sail ;
The moon is constant to her time;
The sun will never fail; But follow, follow round the world,
The green earth and the sea ; So love is with the lover's heart,
Wherever he may be.
Wherever he may be, the stars
Must daily lose their light; The moon will veil her in the shade ;
The sun will set at night. The sun may set, but constant love Will shine when he's
away ; So that dull night is never night,
And day is brighter day.