Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?

Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?

Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven
That from the East glad message brings.

Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven
That from the East glad message brings.

Someday is not a day of the week.

Someday is not a day of the week.

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my read more

When I stand before thee at the day's end, thou shalt see my scars and know that I had my wounds and also my healing.

Cease not to learn until thou cease to live;
Think that day lost wherein thou draw'st no letter,
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Cease not to learn until thou cease to live;
Think that day lost wherein thou draw'st no letter,
To make thyself learneder, wiser, better.
[Fr., Jusqu'au cercuil (mon fils) vueilles apprendre,
Et tien perdu le jour qui s'est passe,
Si tu n'y as quelque chose ammasse,
Pour plus scavant et plus sage te rendre.]

All comes out even at the end of the day.

All comes out even at the end of the day.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.

I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach
wisdom.

I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach
wisdom.

Yet, behind the night,
Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar,
Some white tremendous daybreak.

Yet, behind the night,
Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar,
Some white tremendous daybreak.