Anonymous

WE must not part, as others do,

With sighs and tears, as we were two,

Though with these outward forms, we part;

We keep each other in our heart.

What search hath found a being, where

I am not, if that thou be there?

True love hath wings, and can as soon

Survey the world, as sun and moon;

And everywhere our triumphs keep

Over absence, which makes others weep:

By which alone a power is given

To live on earth, as they in heaven.