Absence
Richard Jago
With leaden foot Time creeps along While Delia is away: With her, nor plaintive was the song, Nor tedious was the day. Ah, envious Pow’r! reverse my doom; Now double thy career, Strain ev’ry nerve, stretch ev’ry plume, And rest them when she ’s here!
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