That Time and Absence proves Rather helps than hurts to loves
ABSENCE, hear thou my protestation
       &nbsp   Against thy strength,
       &nbsp   Distance and length:
Do what thou canst for alteration,
       &nbsp   For hearts of truest mettle
       &nbsp   Absence doth join and Time doth settle.

Who loves a mistress of such quality,
       &nbsp   His mind hath found
       &nbsp   Affection's ground
Beyond time, place, and all mortality.
       &nbsp   To hearts that cannot vary
       &nbsp   Absence is present, Time doth tarry.

My senses want their outward motion
       &nbsp   Which now within
       &nbsp   Reason doth win,
Redoubled by her secret notion:
       &nbsp   Like rich men that take pleasure
       &nbsp   In hiding more than handling treasure.
By Absence this good means I gain,
       &nbsp   That I can catch her
       &nbsp   Where none can watch her,
In some close corner of my brain:
       &nbsp   There I embrace and kiss her,
       &nbsp   And so enjoy her and none miss her