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Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.

II. Parting and Absence

Absence

Anonymous

WHEN I think on the happy days

I spent wi’ you, my dearie;

And now what lands between us lie,

How can I be but eerie!

How slow ye move, ye heavy hours,

As ye were wae and weary!

It was na sae ye glinted by

When I was wi’ my dearie.