As tis ever common — Absence

"Whereer I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain."

"The absent are like children; they are helpless to defend themselves."

"Greater things are believed of those who are absent."

"Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrows dark array,— Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away."

"I dote on his very absence, and I wish them a fair departure."

"Achilles absent, was Achilles still."