Trust no future, however pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act, act in the living present! Heart within and God overhead.

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again. Wisely improve the present, it is thine. Go forth to meet the shadowy future without fear and with a manly heart.

Therefore trust to thy heart, and to what the world calls illusions

Enjoy the spring of love and youth, To some good angel leave the rest, For time will teach thee soon the truth, "There are no birds in last year's nest."

Look not mournfully into the past, it comes not back again

Trust no future, howe'er pleasant! Let the dead past bury its dead! Act,--act in the living Present! Heart within and God o'erhead.