For—Heaven forgive that thought! the while

Which made me both to weep and smile—

I sometimes deemed that it might be

My brother's soul come down to me;[24]

But then at last away it flew,

And then 'twas mortal well I knew,290

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For he would never thus have flown—

And left me twice so doubly lone,—

Lone—as the corse within its shroud,[25]

[25]

Lone—as a solitary cloud,[25]

A single cloud on a sunny day,

While all the rest of heaven is clear,

A frown upon the atmosphere,

That hath no business to appear[26]

When skies are blue, and earth is gay.

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A kind of change came in my fate,300

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