Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
'Twixt two unbounded seas I stand.
_Hymn_. C. WESLEY.
This narrow isthmus 'twixt two boundless seas,
The past, the future, two eternities!
_Lalla Rookh: The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan_.
T. MOORE.
Heaven from all creatures hides the book of Fate,
All but the page prescribed, their present state.
_Essay on Man, Epistle I_. A. POPE.
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 lived to-day.
_Imitation of Horace, Bk. I. Ode_ 29. J. DRYDEN.
Defer not till to-morrow to be wise,
To-morrow's sun to thee may never rise.
_Letter to Cobham_. W. CONGREVE.
Nothing is there to come, and nothing past,
But an eternal Now does always last.
_Davideis, Vol. I. Bk. I_. A. COWLEY.