A Torment! which is equally as great
As is his Absence that doth it create.
Heav’ns! must this Absence then for ever last,
This Absence! which does all my comfort blast?
Must I no more enjoy the pleasing Light
That charm’d my Heart with Rapture and Delight?
Must I no more those lovely Eyes behold
Which have so oft their Master’s Passion told?
{Nor was I wanting in the same intent;
{A thousand times my Eyes in Flashes sent