Where art thou, beloved To-morrow? When young and old, and strong and weak, Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow, Thy sweet smiles we ever seek,-- In thy place--ah! well-a-day! We find the thing we fled--To-day! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
In the discharge of thy place set before thee the best examples; for imitation is a globe of precepts. — John Locke Copy Share Image
