Seldom gate is swinging slow,
beyond the path we seldom see.
And should we seldom want to go,
The gate swings shut to stoppeth thee.
A breeze brings breathlessness to sigh,
for we shall seldom meet.
If seldom closes the open Eye,
then what is left to greet.
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