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Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury.  1875.
 
J. Collins
 
CLXIV. To-Morrow
 
IN the downhill of life, when I find I'm declining, 
  May my lot no less fortunate be 
Than a snug elbow-chair can afford for reclining, 
  And a cot that o'erlooks the wide sea; 
With an ambling pad-pony to pace o'er the lawn,         5
  While I carol away idle sorrow, 
And blithe as the lark that each day hails the dawn 
  Look forward with hope for To-morrow. 
  
With a porch at my door both for shelter and shade too, 
  As the sunshine or rain may prevail;  10
And a small spot of ground for the use of the spade too, 
  With a barn for the use of the flail; 
A cow for my dairy, a dog for my game, 
  And a purse when a friend wants to borrow,— 
I'll envy no Nabob his riches or fame,  15
  Or what honours await him To-morrow. 
  
From the bleak northern blast may my cot be completely 
  Secured by a neighbouring hill; 
And at night may repose steal upon me more sweetly 
  By the sound of a murmuring rill;  20
And while peace and plenty I find at my board, 
  With a heart free from sickness and sorrow, 
With my friends may I share what To-day may afford, 
  And let them spread the table To-morrow. 
  
And when I at last must throw off this frail cov'ring  25
  Which I've worn for threescore years and ten, 
On the brink of the grave I'll not seek to keep hov'ring, 
  Nor my thread wish to spin o'er again; 
But my face in the glass I'll serenely survey, 
  And with smiles count each wrinkle and furrow,  30
As this old worn-out stuff, which is threadbare To-day, 
  May become Everlasting To-morrow. 
 
 
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