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Quid sit futurum cras, fuge quærere: et Quem Fors dierum cunque dabit, lucro Appone.
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Cum lux altera venit,iam cras hesternum consumpsimus; ecce aliud crasegerit hos annos et semper paulum erit ultra.
persius— But when to-morrow comes, yesterday's morrow will have been already spent: and lo! a fresh morrow will be for ever making away with our years, each just beyond our grasp.
— Satire V, line 67.
Credula vitamspes fovet et fore cras semper ait melius.
tibullus— Fond Hope keeps the spark alive, whispering ever that to-morrow things will mend.
— Bk. 2, no. 6, line 19
Ille potens sui laetusque deget, cui licet in diem dixisse "vixi: cras vel atra nube polum pater occupato vel sole puro."
horace— He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, "I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine."Book III, ode xxix, line 41.
He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, "I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine."
Ille potens sui laetusque deget, cui licet in diem dixisse "vixi: cras vel atra nube polum pater occupato vel sole puro."
— Odes Book III, ode xxix, line 41. (c. 23 BC and 13 BC).
Ille potens sui laetusque deget, cui licet in diem dixisse "vixi: cras vel atra nube polum pater occupato vel sole puro."
— He will through life be master of himself and a happy man who from day to day can have said, "I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine."
— Book III, ode xxix, line 41.
Cum lux altera venit, iam cras hesternum consumpsimus; ecce aliud cras egerit hos annos et semper paulum erit ultra.
— But when to-morrow comes, yesterday's morrow will have been already spent: and lo! a fresh morrow will be for ever making away with our years, each just beyond our grasp.
— Satire V, line 67.
Credula vitam spes fovet et fore cras semper ait melius.
— Fond Hope keeps the spark alive, whispering ever that to-morrow things will mend.
— Bk. 2, no. 6, line 19
