Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
II. Parting and AbsenceAbsence
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I spent wi’ you, my dearie;
And now what lands between us lie,
How can I be but eerie!
As ye were wae and weary!
It was na sae ye glinted by
When I was wi’ my dearie.