And neither was it there nor felt,
Is like a step or two what it was,
The hands be shaken at this they sought,
Indeed dared to see not what they were,
Then looked away the path it took,
Saw it divided in two ere more it shook,
Then coarsed through the tracks ere they lost,
Then united in them is nature’s bornéd past,
But long its path was yonder short,
At once walked away hither n’er return,
At once walked away ere none return.

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