Now

One looks behind him to some vanished time
And says, " Ah, I was happy then, alack!
I did not know it was my life's best prime —
Oh, if I could go back! "

Another looks, with eager eyes aglow,
To some glad day of joy that yet will dawn,
And sighs, " I shall be happy then, I know;
Oh, let me hurry on. "

But I — I look out on my fair To-day;
I clasp it close and kiss its radiant brow,
Here with the perfect present let me stay,
For I am happy now!
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