|Hoyt & Roberts, comps. Hoyts New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations. 1922.|
| Out of Eternity|
The new Day is born;
At night will return.
|To-day is ours; what do we fear?|
To-day is ours; we have it here.
Lets treat it kindly, that it may
Wish, at least, with us to stay.
Lets banish business, banish sorrow;
To the gods belongs to-morrow.
Abraham CowleyAnacreontique. The Epicure. L. 7.
|To-morrow let my sun his beams display,|
Or in clouds hide them: I have lived to-day.
Abraham CowleyA Vote. Last lines.
|Days that need borrow|
No part of their good morrow,
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
Richard CrashawWishes to his (Supposed) Mistress. St. 27.
|What dost thou bring to me, O fair To-day,|
That comest oer the mountains with swift feet?
Julia C. R. DorrTo-Day.
|Happy the man, and happy he alone,|
He, who can call to-day his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have livd to-day.
DrydenImitation of Horace. Bk. III. Ode XXIX. L. 66.
|Die Gegenwart ist eine mächtige Göttin.|
The present is a powerful deity.
GoetheTorquato Tasso. IV. 4. 67.
| The acts of to-day become the precedents of to-morrow.|
F. HerschellSpeech in support of Lord Harringtons resolution, May 23, 1878.
|What yesterday was fact to-day is doctrine.|
Junius. Dedication of his Letters.
| Nothing that is can pause or stay;|
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
To-morrow be to-day.
LongfellowKéramos. L. 34.
|Oh, the nursery is lonely and the gardens full of rain,|
And theres nobody at all who wants to play,
But I think if I should only run with all my might and main,
I could leave this dreary country of To-day.
Caroline McCormickRoad to Yesterday.
|To-day what is there in the air|
That makes December seem sweet May?
There are no swallows anywhere,
Nor crocuses to crown your hair
And hail you down my garden way.
Last night the full moons frozen stare
Struck me, perhaps; or did you say
Reallyyoud come, sweet Fnend and fair!
|Rise! for the day is passing,|
And you lie dreaming on;
The others have buckled their armour,
And forth to the fight have gone:
A place in the ranks awaits you,
Each man has some part to play;
The Past and the Future are nothing,
In the face of the stern To-day.
Adelaide ProcterLegends and Lyrics.