• I thought of her face who is very gone so far:
• And the thought passing over;—to fall thence
• Seemed like a fall from spirit into sense
• Or from the Heaven of Heavens to a mere star.
• God and mine own self have ordained the bar
• 'Twixt her and me: so that if going hence
• I met her, I should know it was a dense
• Film of the brain—just nought, as phantoms are.
• Now, when I passed thy your threshold, and came in,
• 10 And glanced where thou wert you were sitting, and did see
• Thy Your tresses in these braids and thy your hands thus,
• I knew that other figure, grieved and thin,
• That seemed/appeared seemed there and that was there, could not be,
• Thou it stood like God's wrath betwixen us.

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