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The Future | ||
| The yesterdays are far behind; The future is upon us now. How can we be so dull and blind That we cannot its furrows plow? Start out upon the trail ahead Although you cannot see the end. The joy will overcome the dread! On that you may full well depend. Fear not the corner nor the hill: Beyond them lies a vale of green. Just try to do the Father's will And never choose the base or mean. | ||
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