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Continue to ChatWith what a deep devotedness of woe I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain, And memory, like a drop that, night and day, Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away! - Thomas Moore from https://whatsmyquote.com/quote/with-what-a-deep-devotedness-of-woe-i-wept-thy-absence-o-er-and-o-er-again-thinking-of-thee-still-thee-till