Absence
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Richard Jago
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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!
Kamu malı: şairin ölümünün üzerinden 70 yıldan fazla geçti.
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