FUTURE
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Youth measures the future with the straight, new ruler of the present; Old Age, by the frayed and patched plumb-line of the past.
I announce myself unblushingly and with perfect confidence. Nobody has anything on me.
Nobody can ever supplant me in the affections and desires of men. I am supreme mogul of the universe.
Everybody is working for me. Asking nothing for myself, all men expect everything of me. I withhold nothing and grant as little as I like. Men may doubt fire and the stars, but not me.
Nobody ever saw me, yet I am the one reality. Nobody knows anything about me. So long as time shall last my secret is safe. Yet I am ever on the lips of men. My name is lisped by the toddling infant and chortled by hoary-headed sages.
I am the one that you will eventually disown.
I am tomorrow.
Tomorrow Never Arrives Always lookin' forward to an easy-goin' time, When the world seems movin' careless like a bit of idle rime; A day when there is nothin' that kin make you sigh or fret; Always lookin' forward—but I haven't seen it yet.