Poetry

SONGS OF THE SOUL.

Joaquin Miller


  • O thou To-morrow! Mystery!
  • O day that ever runs before!
  • What hast thine hidden hand in store
  • For mine, To-morrow, and for me?
  • O thou To-morrow! what hast thou
  • In store to make me hear the Now?

  • O day in which we shall forget
  • The tangled troubles of to-day!
  • O day that laughs at duns, at debt!
  • O day of promises to pay!
  • O shelter from all present storm!
  • O day in which we shall reform!

  • O days of all days to reform!
  • Convenient day of promises!
  • Hold back the shadow of the storm.
  • Let not thy mystery be less,
  • O bless'd To-morrow! chiefest friend.
  • But lead us blindfold to the end.