Heri, Cras, Hodie

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Title:     Heri, Cras, Hodie
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson [More Titles by Emerson]

Shines the last age, the next with hope is seen,
To-day slinks poorly off unmarked between:
Future or Past no richer secret folds,
O friendless Present! than thy bosom holds.

[The end]
Ralph Waldo Emerson's poem: Heri, Cras, Hodie

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