The crisis of today is the joke of tomorrow.

The crisis of today is the joke of tomorrow.

In the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining,
May my lot no less fortunate be
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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.

A shining isle in a stormy sea,
We seek it ever with smiles and sighs;
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A shining isle in a stormy sea,
We seek it ever with smiles and sighs;
To-day is sad. In the bland To-be,
Serene and lovely To-morrow lies.

To-morrow is, ah, whose?

To-morrow is, ah, whose?

There's a fount about to stream,
There's a light about to beam,
There's a warmth about to read more

There's a fount about to stream,
There's a light about to beam,
There's a warmth about to glow,
There's a flower about to blow;
There's a midnight blackness changing
Into gray;
Men of thought and men of action,
Clear the way.

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.

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.

To-morrow never yet
On any human being rose or set.

To-morrow never yet
On any human being rose or set.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.