Read the fourth stanza from "Mutability.”It is the same!—For, be it joy or sorrow, The path of its departure still is free: Man’s yesterday may ne’er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
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Nothing in this world is worth holding on to.B
Change is the only thing that is eternal.C
Time heals even the very worst of sorrows.D
Each day is a fleeting and precious gift.