LXXXVIII.

The other father had a weaklier child,

Of a soft cheek, and aspect delicate;[136]But the boy bore up long, and with a mild

And patient spirit held aloof his fate;

Little he said, and now and then he smiled,

As if to win a part from off the weight

He saw increasing on his father's heart,

With the deep deadly thought, that they must part.

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