The past, the future: - two eternities!
When Time who steals our years away Shall steal our pleasures too, The mem'ry of the past will stay, And half our joys renew.
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!
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