Quote by John Wilmot (2nd Earl of Rochest

But oh, how slowly minutes roll When absent from her eyes, That feed my love, which is my soul: It languishes and dies.

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Summary

This quote beautifully depicts the longing and emptiness one feels when separated from their beloved. The speaker yearns for the presence of their loved one, emphasizing the passage of time and how it seemingly stretches out when they aren't together. Their love, likened to their soul, depends on the nourishing connection of seeing their partner's eyes. Without it, their love suffers and eventually withers away, illustrating the profound effect love, or its absence, can have on the soul.

By John Wilmot (2nd Earl of Rochest

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