Wikipedia Poem, No. 372

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“Remind yourself likewise that what you love is mortal, that what you love is not your own.” Epictetus

present 
never givesway 
but 
rather cannot 
          be as 
       to your own 
restraint it 
       is 
mortal 
         that if it 
        like a 
      fig or 
   crystal 
        it restrains as mortal goblet if it not 
be 
distressed then in its seasons 
       present and 
        remember 
      what 
     harm is 
there mortal that if 
   it 
was 
          behind painted generals when painted to 
you may remind 
      these generals when 
you become attached to murmur softly 
  to 
something else while 
your affections nor friends not 
        be as 
love to you a mortal goblet does not wail as you child 
you remember
then that what harm is 
       mortal that 
harm is 
mortal 
      that the appointed became attached 
to 
you love 
is 
         that they ride to it in it on it