TO-DAY TO-MORROW
who can smoke the monstrous rubbish of the shops?
A Veteran of Smokedom—The Smoker's Guide. Ch. IV.
To smoke a cigar through a mouthpiece is
equivalent to kissing a lady through a respirator. A Veteran of Smokedom—The Smoker's Guide. Ch.V. </poem>
Dick Stoype
Was a dear friend and lover of the pipe.
He used to say one pipe of Wishart's best
Gave life a zest.
To him 'twas meat and drink and physic,
To see the friendly vapor
Curl round his midnight taper,
And the black fume
Clothe all the room,
In clouds as dark as sciences metaphysic.
Charles Westmacott—Points of Misery.
A cigarette is the perfect type of a perfect
pleasure. It is exquisite, and it leaves one unsatisfied. What more can you want?
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IV.
Lastly, the ashes left behind,
May daily show to move the mind,
That to ashes and dust return we must:
Then think, and drink tobacco.
G. W. Probably George Withers, in MS.
of 17th. Cent, owned by J. Payne Collier.
Printed in My Little Book of Songs and Bailads from Ancient Musick Books MS. (1851)
"Drink tobacco" means drinking in, or
smoking.
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TO-DAY
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Out of Eternity
The new Day is born;
Into Eternity
At night will return.
Carlyle—To-day.
To-day is ours; what do we fear?
To-day is ours; we have it here.
Let's treat it kindly, that it may
Wish, at least, with us to stay.
Let's banish business, banish sorrow;
To the gods belongs to-morrow.
Abraham Cowley—Anacreontique. The Epicure. L. 7.
To-morrow let my sun his beams display,
Or in clouds hide them : I have lived to-day.
Abraham Cowley—A Vote. Last lines.
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| text = <poem>Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow,
From a forewent night of sorrow.
Richard Crashaw—Wishes to his (Supposed)
Mistress. St. 27.
What dost thou bring to me, O fair To-day,
That comest o'er the mountains with swift feet?
Julia C R. Dorr—To-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 kVd to-day.
Dryden—Imitation of Horace. Bk. III. Ode
XXIX. L. 66.
| seealso = (See also Cowley, also Smith under Eating)
Die Gegenwart ist eine machtige Gottin.
The present is a powerful deity.
Goethe—Torquato Tasso. IV. 4. 67.
The acts of to-day become the precedents of
to-morrow.
F. Herschell—Speech in support of Loud
Harrington's resolution, May 23, 1878.
What yesterday was fact to-day is doctrine.
Junius. Dedication of his Letters.
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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.
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| work = Keramos. L. 34.
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| text = Oh, the nursery is lonely and the garden's full of
rain,
And there's 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 McCormick—Road 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 moon's frozen stare
Struck me, perhaps; or did you say
Really—you'd come, sweet Friend and fair!
To-day?
Theophtt.e Marzials—Rondel.
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 Procter—Legends and Lyrics.
TO-MORROW
Dreaming of a to-morrow, which to-morrow
Will be as distant then as 'tis to-day.
Tome Burguillos—To-morrow, and To-morrow. John Bowrtng's trans.
How oft my guardian angel gently cried,
"Soul, from thy casement look, and thou shalt see
How he persists to knock and wait for thee!"
And, O! how often to that voice of sorrow,
"To-morrow we will open," I replied,
And When the morrow came I answered still,
"To-morrow."
