| Respectfully accompanying the Master for ten miles  
          and then departing in sorrow The verse says:A true cultivator of the Way does not yearn  
          after emotions.
 His mind became like ordinary water-insipid and  
          flavorless.
 Contemplating the myriad things in stillness with  
          self-mastery,
 View the splendid turnings of the four seasons shared  
          among us all.
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