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Listen to the Exhortation of the Dawn!
Look to this Day! For it is Life,
The very Life of Life.
In its brief course lie all the Varieties
And Realities of your Existence;
The Bliss of Growth,
The Glory of Action,
The Splendor of Beauty;
For Yesterday is but a Dream,
And Tomorrow is only a Vision;
But Today well lived
Makes every Yesterday a Dream of Happiness,
And every Tomorrow a Vision of Hope.
Look well therefore to this Day!
Such is the Salutation of Dawn.
Author: Unattributed Author
Source: Salutation of the Dawn, from the Sanscrit
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Day is a snow-white Dove of heaven
That from the East glad message brings.
Author: Thomas Bailey Aldrich
Source: Day and Night
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The long days are no happier than the short ones.
Author: Philip James Bailey
Source: Festus (sc. A Village Feast, Evening)
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My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.
Author: Bible
Source: Job (ch. VII, v. 6)
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For then shalt thou lift up thy face without spot; yea, thou
shalt be stedfast, and shalt not fear:
Because thou shalt forget thy misery, and remember it as waters
that pass away:
And thine age shall be clearer than the noonday; thou shalt shine
forth, thou shalt be as the morning.
Author: Bible
Source: Job (ch. XI, v. 15-17)
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I said, Days should speak, and multitude of years should teach
wisdom.
Author: Bible
Source: Job (ch. XXXII, v. 7)
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Boast not thyself of to morrow; for thou knowest not what a day
may bring forth.
Author: Bible
Source: Proverbs (ch. XXVII, v. 1)
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Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth
knowledge.
Author: Bible
Source: Psalms (ch. XIX, v. 2)
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Think that day lost whose (low) descending sun
Views from thy hand no noble action done.
[Lat., Virtus sui gloria.]
Author: Jacob Bobart
Source: in David Krieg's Album in British Museum
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From fibers of pain and hope and trouble
And toil and happiness,--one by one,--
Twisted together, or single or double,
The varying thread of our life is spun.
Hope shall cheer though the chain be galling;
Light shall come though the gloom be falling;
Faith will list for the Master calling
Our hearts to his rest,--when the day is done.
Author: Alonzo B. Bragdon
Source: When the Day is done
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Yet, behind the night,
Waits for the great unborn, somewhere afar,
Some white tremendous daybreak.
Author: Rupert Brooke
Source: Second Best
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Day!
Faster and more fast,
O'er night's brim, day boils at last;
Boils, pure gold, o'er the cloud-cup's brim.
Author: Robert Browning
Source: Introduction to Pippa Passes
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Is not every meanest day the confluence of two eternities?
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Source: French Revolution (pt. I, bk. VI, ch. V)
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So here hath been dawning
Another blue day;
Think, wilt thou let it
Slip useless away?
Out of eternity
This new day is born,
Into eternity
At night will return.
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Source: To-day
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Day of wrath that day of burning,
Seer and Sibyl speak concerning,
All the world to ashes turning.
[Lat., Dies irae, dies illa!
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sybilla.]
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Source: To-day
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All comes out even at the end of the day.
Author: Thomas Carlyle
Source: To-day
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Beware of desperate steps. The darkest day,
Live till to-morrow, will have pass'd away.
Author: William Cowper
Source: Needless Alarm (l. 132)
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Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow,
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
Author: Richard Crashaw
Source: Wishes to his (Supposed) Mistress (st. 27)
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Daughter of Time, the hypocrite Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an endless file,
Bring diadems and fagots in their hands;
To each they offer gifts after his will,
Bread, kingdom, stars, and sky that holds them all;
I, in my pleached garden watched the pomp
Forgot my morning wishes, hastily
Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day
Turned and departed silent. I too late
Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Source: Days
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The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the greatest capacity of anything that
exists. They come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent
from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do
not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Source: Works and Days
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For there is no day however beautiful that is not followed by
night.
[Fr., Car il n'est si beau jour qui n'amene sa nuit.]
Author: Epitaph
Source: on the tombstone of Jean d'Orbesan at Padua
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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.]
Author: Guy de Faur, Lord of Pibrac
Source: Collections of Quatrains (no. 31), translated by Joshua Sylvester
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After the day there cometh the derke night;
For though the day be never so longe,
At last the belles ringeth to evensonge.
Author: Stephen Hawes
Source: Pastime of Pleasure
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The better day, the worse deed.
Author: Matthew (Mathew) Henry
Source: Commentaries (Genesis, III)
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Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky,
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night;
For thou must die.
Author: George Herbert
Source: The Temple--Virtue
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