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Thy
face
shall
be
no
more
fair
at
the
fall
of
thy
fate
For
thy
life
shall
fall
as
a
leaf
and
be
shed
as
the
rain
;
And
the
veil
of
thine
head
shall
be
grief
,
and
the
crown
shall
be
pain
.
He
was
still
intently
thinking
,
and
her
companionship
had
now
insufficient
power
to
break
or
divert
the
strain
of
thought
.
What
a
weak
thing
her
presence
must
have
become
to
him
!
She
could
not
help
addressing
Clare
.
“
What
have
I
done
—
what
HAVE
I
done
!
I
have
not
told
of
anything
that
interferes
with
or
belies
my
love
for
you
.
You
don
’
t
think
I
planned
it
,
do
you
?
It
is
in
your
own
mind
what
you
are
angry
at
,
Angel
;
it
is
not
in
me
.
O
,
it
is
not
in
me
,
and
I
am
not
that
deceitful
woman
you
think
me
!
”
“
H
’
m
—
well
.
Not
deceitful
,
my
wife
;
but
not
the
same
.
No
,
not
the
same
.
But
do
not
make
me
reproach
you
.
I
have
sworn
that
I
will
not
;
and
I
will
do
everything
to
avoid
it
.
”
But
she
went
on
pleading
in
her
distraction
;
and
perhaps
said
things
that
would
have
been
better
left
to
silence
.
“
Angel
!
—
Angel
!
I
was
a
child
—
a
child
when
it
happened
!
I
knew
nothing
of
men
.
”
“
You
were
more
sinned
against
than
sinning
,
that
I
admit
.
”
