Saturday, March 06, 2010
This Day Is Mine
Happy the (wo) Man
by Horace
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite or fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
"Happy the Man" by Horace, from Odes, Book III, xxix. Translation by John Dryden. Public domain.
The Tiny Prince has come to visit All On His Own.
Okay, he got a ride here, but Mammo and Daddo have him All To Themselves (with the help of Uncle Cool) for a whole day more.
Hooray!
We are playing cars.
And reading books to Uncle Cool's old Cabbage Patch Kids.
What fun.
Don't you wish you were us?
by Horace
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite or fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
"Happy the Man" by Horace, from Odes, Book III, xxix. Translation by John Dryden. Public domain.
The Tiny Prince has come to visit All On His Own.
Okay, he got a ride here, but Mammo and Daddo have him All To Themselves (with the help of Uncle Cool) for a whole day more.
Hooray!
We are playing cars.
And reading books to Uncle Cool's old Cabbage Patch Kids.
What fun.
Don't you wish you were us?
Labels: Tiny Prince