Tomorrow! - Why, Tomorrow I May Be

I Sent My Soul Through The Invisible, Some Letter Of That After-life To Spell: And By And By My Soul Return'd To Me, And Answer'd: 'i Myself Am Heav'n And Hell

Think Not I Dread To See My Spirit Fly, Through The Dark Gates Of Fell Mortality; Death Has No Terrors When The Life Is True; 'tis Living Ill That Makes Us Fear To Die.

Dead Yesterdays And Unborn Tomorrows, Why Fret About It, If Today Be Sweet.

To Friends And Eke To Foes True Kindness Show; No Kindly Heart Unkindly Deeds Will Do; Harshness Will Alienate A Bosom Friend. And Kindness Reconcile A Deadly Foe.

I Hide My Distress, Just Likethe Blessed Birds Hide Themselveswhen They Are Preparing To Die. Wine! Wine, Roses, Music And Yourindifference To My Sadness, My Loved-one!