To-morrow (Shelley)
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Where art thou, beloved To-morrow?
When young and old, and strong and weak,
Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow,
Thy sweet smiles we ever seek,—
In thy place—ah! well-a-day!
We find the thing we fled—To-day.
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This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. |
