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39
The Present.
(Friday morn.)
For me, there's no time like the present,
—The past is too dreamy and old;
Hope's light on the future, tho' pleasant,
Like moonshine is cheating and cold.
—The past is too dreamy and old;
Hope's light on the future, tho' pleasant,
Like moonshine is cheating and cold.
The present, 'tis ours by life's charter,—
The terms are—“improve it for good;”
And a bird in the hand who would barter
For two flying wild in the wood?
The terms are—“improve it for good;”
And a bird in the hand who would barter
For two flying wild in the wood?
Each day is a treasure, that Heaven
Bestows to awaken our love;
And the favors thus constantly given,
As constantly we must improve.
Bestows to awaken our love;
And the favors thus constantly given,
As constantly we must improve.
Then let us value the present—
The past is too dreamy and old;
Hope's light on the future, tho' pleasant,
Like moonshine is cheating and cold.
The past is too dreamy and old;
Hope's light on the future, tho' pleasant,
Like moonshine is cheating and cold.
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