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Four people knew the very me, Four is enough, so let it be; For the rest I make no chart, There are no highroads to my heart; The gates are locked, they will not stir For any ardent traveller. I have not been misunderstood, And on the whole, I think life good— So waste no sympathy on me Or any well-meant gallantry; I have enough to do to muse On memories I would not lose.