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[Sent to a friend who had complained that I was glad enough to see him / when he came, but didn't seem to miss him if he stayed away.]
/ And cannot pleasures, while they last, / Be actual unless, when past, / They leave us shuddering and aghast, / With anguish smarting? / And cannot friends be firm and fast, / And yet bear parting?