Happy The Man
Happy the man,
and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed,
in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been,
and I have had my hour.
by John Dryden
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