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Hoyt & Roberts, comps.  Hoyt’s New Cyclopedia of Practical Quotations.  1922.
 
To-day
 
    Out of Eternity
The new Day is born;
    Into Eternity
At night will return.
        Carlyle—To-day.
  1
To-day is ours; what do we fear?
To-day is ours; we have it here.
Let’s treat it kindly, that it may
Wish, at least, with us to stay.
Let’s banish business, banish sorrow;
To the gods belongs to-morrow.
        Abraham Cowley—Anacreontique. The Epicure. L. 7.
  2
To-morrow let my sun his beams display,
Or in clouds hide them: I have lived to-day.
        Abraham Cowley—A Vote. Last lines.
  3
Days that need borrow
No part of their good morrow,
From a fore-spent night of sorrow.
        Richard Crashaw—Wishes to his (Supposed) Mistress. St. 27.
  4
What dost thou bring to me, O fair To-day,
That comest o’er the mountains with swift feet?
        Julia C. R. Dorr—To-Day.
  5
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He, who can call to-day his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
To-morrow, do thy worst, for I have liv’d to-day.
        Dryden—Imitation of Horace. Bk. III. Ode XXIX. L. 66.
  6
Die Gegenwart ist eine mächtige Göttin.
  The present is a powerful deity.
        Goethe—Torquato Tasso. IV. 4. 67.
  7
  The acts of to-day become the precedents of to-morrow.
        F. Herschell—Speech in support of Lord Harrington’s resolution, May 23, 1878.
  8
What yesterday was fact to-day is doctrine.
        Junius. Dedication of his Letters.
  9
  Nothing that is can pause or stay;
The moon will wax, the moon will wane,
The mist and cloud will turn to rain,
The rain to mist and cloud again,
  To-morrow be to-day.
        Longfellow—Kéramos. L. 34.
  10
Oh, the nursery is lonely and the garden’s full of rain,
  And there’s nobody at all who wants to play,
But I think if I should only run with all my might and main,
  I could leave this dreary country of To-day.
        Caroline McCormick—Road to Yesterday.
  11
To-day what is there in the air
  That makes December seem sweet May?
There are no swallows anywhere,
Nor crocuses to crown your hair
  And hail you down my garden way.
Last night the full moon’s frozen stare
  Struck me, perhaps; or did you say
Really—you’d come, sweet Fnend and fair!
            To-day?
        Theopbile Marzials—Rondel.
  12
Rise! for the day is passing,
  And you lie dreaming on;
The others have buckled their armour,
  And forth to the fight have gone:
A place in the ranks awaits you,
  Each man has some part to play;
The Past and the Future are nothing,
  In the face of the stern To-day.
        Adelaide Procter—Legends and Lyrics.
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