Robert Silliman Hillyer - "Now would that thou wert here, my happiness" lyrics

Now would that thou wert here, my happiness, Here in the flesh, or else completely gone Out of my life, out of my thoughts withdrawn, And memory clean of love and old distress. Night dreams in pain of thee, and on that lawn Where we would sit at eventide, and press Heart against heart, only white loneliness Stretches beneath the winter's cheerless dawn. Thou woundest me with absence, all the air Seems echoing thy name, and through the day I woo forgetfulness, but unaware My thoughts return to our farewell caress. Now would that thou wert here, my happiness, Joy dwells with thee, and thou art far away.