The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the greatest capacity of anything that
exists. They come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent
from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do
not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
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For, he that expects nothing shall not be disappointed, but he that expects much - if he lives and uses that in hand day by day - shall be full to running over.
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip read more
So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
Out of eternity
This new day is born,
Into eternity
At night will return.
Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.
Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.
From fibers of pain and hope and trouble
And toil and happiness,--one by one,--
Twisted together, or read more
From fibers of pain and hope and trouble
And toil and happiness,--one by one,--
Twisted together, or single or double,
The varying thread of our life is spun.
Hope shall cheer though the chain be galling;
Light shall come though the gloom be falling;
Faith will list for the Master calling
Our hearts to his rest,--when the day is done.
Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth
knowledge.
Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth
knowledge.
Someday is not a day of the week.
Someday is not a day of the week.
All comes out even at the end of the day.
All comes out even at the end of the day.
I will prepare and some day my chance will come.
I will prepare and some day my chance will come.
Day!
Faster and more fast,
O'er night's brim, day boils at last;
Boils, pure read more
Day!
Faster and more fast,
O'er night's brim, day boils at last;
Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim.
