Absence by Robert Bridges
b"Bridges read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\n\\nAbsence \\nby Robert Bridges (1844\\u20131930)\\n\\nWhen my love was away,\\nFull three days were not sped,\\nI caught my fancy astray\\nThinking if she were dead,\\nAnd I alone, alone:\\nIt seem'd in my misery\\nIn all the world was none\\nEver so lone as I.\\n\\nI wept; but it did not shame\\nNor comfort my heart: away\\nI rode as I might, and came\\nTo my love at close of day.\\n\\nThe sight of her still'd my fears,\\nMy fairest-hearted love:\\nAnd yet in her eyes were tears:\\nWhich when I question'd of,\\n\\n'O now thou art come,' she cried,\\n''Tis fled: but I thought to-day\\nI never could here abide,\\nIf thou wert longer away.'\\n\\n\\nThis poem is part of Love Poetry Week on Classic Poetry Aloud. \\nFor the week's introductory podcast, visit:\\nhttp://classicpoetryaloud.podomatic.com/entry/2008-02-07T08_04_59-08_00"