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108  The whisper to his ear did seem Like echoed flow of silent stream, Or shadow of forgotten dream;

The whisper trembling in the wind: "Her fate with thine was intertwined," So spake it in his inner mind;

"Each orbed on each a baleful star, Each proved the other's blight and bar, Each unto each were best, most far:

"Yea, each to each was worse than foe, Thou, a scared dullard, gibbering low, And she, an avalanche of woe."