First Line: FAR FROM THY DEAREST SELF, THE SCOPE Last Line: THAT I MAY LIVE BECAUSE I HOPE NO MORE! Subject(s): ABSENCE; SEPARATION; ISOLATION;
FAR from thy dearest self, the scope Of all my aims, I waste in secret flames; And only live because I hope. Oh, when will Fate restore The joys, in whose bright fire My expectation shall expire, That I may live because I hope no more!
