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Thy close companions there officiated With solemn mourning and with mindful tears;-- The pained, imperious wanderer unmated Who voiced the wrath of those rebellious years; Trelawney, lion limbed and high of heart; And he, that gentlest sage and friend most true, Whom Adonais loved. With these bore part One grieving ghost, that flew Hither and thither through the smoke unstirred In wailing semblance of a wild white bird.