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Whence I replied. If thou recall to mind What we were once together, even yet Remembrance of those days may grieve thee sore. That I forsook that life, was due to him Who there precedes me, some few evenings past, When she was round, who shines with sister lamp To his, that glisters yonder, and I showd The sun. Tis he, who through profoundest night Of he true dead has brought me, with this flesh As true, that follows.