Lord John Wilmot - Absent of Thee I Languish Still

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Absent from thee I languish still; Then ask me not, when I return? The straying fool 'twill plainly kill To wish all day, all night to mourn Dear! from thine arms then let me fly That my fantastic mind may prove The torments it deserves to try That tears my fixed heart from my love When, wearied with a world of woe To thy safe bosom I retire Where love and peace and truth does flow May I contented there expire Lest, once morе wandering from that heaven I fall on somе base heart unblest Faithless to thee, false, unforgiven And lose my everlasting rest