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pHANGE, . 
OTHING that is can pause or stay; 
The moon will wax, the moon will wane, 
The mist and cloud will turn to rain, 
The rain to mist and cloud again, 
To-morrow be to-day. 
Longfellow, 
Time fleeth on, 
Youth soon is gone, 
Naught earthly may abide ; 
Life seemeth fast, 
But may not last,— 
It runs as runs the tide. 
p AK —J ndependence. 
TfREE born, it is my purpose to die free. 
*1 Away" degrading cares; and you not less, 
Delights of sense and gauds of worldliness; 
I have no part in you, nor you in me. 
Are there no flowers on earth, in heaven no stars, 
That we must place in such low things our trust? . 
A ubrey De l en\ 
