“Awake my soul, and with the sun Thy daily stage of duty run; Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise To pay thy morning sacrifice. Redeem thy misspent time that's past, Live this day as if 'twere thy last, Improve… — Thomas Ken Copy Share Image
O, Life! how pleasant is thy morning, Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning! Cold pausing Caution's lesson scorning, We frisk away, Like schoolboys, at the expected warning, To joy and play. — Robert Burns Copy Share Image
