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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Never Is, but Always to Be
By Martial (c. 40–c. 104 A.D.)
 
YOU always say “to-morrow,” “to-morrow” you will live;
But that “to-morrow,” prithee, say when will it arrive?
How far is’t off? Where is it now? Where shall I go to find it?
In Afric’s jungles lies it hid? Do polar icebergs bind it?
It’s ever coming, never here; its years beat Nestor’s hollow!        5
This wondrous thing, to call it mine, I’ll give my every dollar!
Why, man, to-day’s too late to live—the wise is who begun
To live his life with yesterday, e’en with its rising sun!
 
 
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