"Horas non numero nisi serenas."
There stands in the garden of old St. Mark
A sun dial quaint and gray.
It takes no heed of the hours which in dark
Pass o'er it day by day.
It has stood for ages amid the flowers
In that land of sky and song.
"I number none but the cloudless hours,"
Its motto the live day long.
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Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
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Give God thy heart, thy service, and thy gold; The day wears on,
and time is waxing old.
- Unattributed Author,
Live ye, he says, I flee.
Live ye, he says, I flee.
Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
Amende to-day and slack not,
Deythe cometh and warneth not,
Tyme passeth and speketh not.
Let others tell of storms and showers,
I'll only mark your sunny hours.
Let others tell of storms and showers,
I'll only mark your sunny hours.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
True as the dial to the sun,
Although it be not shin'd upon.
Begone about your business.
Begone about your business.
True as the needle to the pole,
Or as the dial to the sun.
True as the needle to the pole,
Or as the dial to the sun.
Our life's a flying shadow, God's the pole,
The index pointing at Him is our soul;
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Our life's a flying shadow, God's the pole,
The index pointing at Him is our soul;
Death the horizon, when our sun is set,
Which will through Christ a resurrection get.
I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no read more
I must work the works of him that sent me, while it is day: the
night cometh, when no man can work.
