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  ::We, the Wise Brothers? Could heaven and earth be framed amiss, That we should land in fine like this—
 * We, and no others?

Convoyed by what accursed thing Made we this evil reckoning—
 * We, the Wise Brothers?

And if the failure be complete, Why look we forward from defeat—
 * We, and what others?

Blown far from harbors once in sight, May we not, going far, go right,—
 * We, the Wise Brothers?

Companioned by the whirling spheres, Have we no more than what appears—
 * We, and all others?

 

is a question that I ask,
 * And ask again:

What hunger was half-hidden by the mask
 * That he wore then?

There was a word for me to say
 * That I said not;

And in the past there was another day 
 * That I forgot: