In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,
May my lot no less fortunate be
Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining,
And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea;
With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn,
While I carol away idle sorrow,
And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn,
Look forward with hope for to-morrow.
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Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,
And through the opening door that time unlocks
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Far off I hear the crowing of the cocks,
And through the opening door that time unlocks
Feel the fresh breathing of To-morrow creep.
To-morrow will give some food for thought.
[Lat., Aliquod crastinus dies ad cogitandum dabit.]
To-morrow will give some food for thought.
[Lat., Aliquod crastinus dies ad cogitandum dabit.]
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
Tomorrow do thy worst, I have lived today.
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while read more
Trust on and think To-morrow will repay;
To-morrow's falser than the former day;
Lies worse; and while it says, we shall be blest
With some new Joys, cuts off what we possest.
Oh! to be wafted away
From this black Aceldama of sorrow,
Where the dust of an earthy read more
Oh! to be wafted away
From this black Aceldama of sorrow,
Where the dust of an earthy to-day
Makes the earth of a dusty to-morrow.
There is a budding morrow in midnight.
There is a budding morrow in midnight.
You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you've collected a lot of empty yesterdays.
You pile up enough tomorrows, and you'll find you've collected a lot of empty yesterdays.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
The only limit to our realization of tomorrow will be our doubts of today.
