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TILL TO-MORROW.
Stay to-day which wanes too soon,
Stay the sun and stay the moon,
    Stay your youth;
Bask you in the actual noon,
Rest you in the present truth.

Let to-day suffice to-day:
For itself to-morrow may
    Fetch its loss,
Aim and stumble, say its say,
Watch and pray and bear its cross.


TILL TO-MORROW.
LONG have I longed, till I am tired
Of longing and desire;
Farewell my points in vain desired,
    My dying fire;
Farewell all things that die and fail and tire.

Springtide and youth and useless pleasure
  And all my useless scheming,
My hopes of unattainable treasure,
    Dreams not worth dreaming,
Glow-worms that gleam but yield no warmth in gleaming,