Youth
We have tomorrow
Bright before us
Like a flame
Yesterday
a night-gone thing,
A sun-down name.
And dawn to-day
Broad arch above the road we came.
We march!
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In some place of the sun,
To whirl and to dance
Till the white day is done.
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Beneath a tall tree
While night comes on gently,
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