Tomorrow
To-morrow you will live, you always cry; In what fair country does this morrow lie, That 'tis so mighty long ere it arrive? Beyond the Indies does this morrow live? 'Tis so far-fetched, this morrow, that I fear 'Twill be both very old and very dear. "To-morrow I will live," the fool does say: To-day itself's too late; -- the wise lived yesterday.
-- Marcus Valerius Martial
[ 03 July 2004 1:57 am submitted by Unknown
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