"TOMORROW'S tangle to the winds resign," old Omar said, and thus in one brief line, set forth more wisdom than most poets spring, in all the years through which they live and sing. With present griefs man fearlessly combats; he pulls their ears and kicks them in the slats; and, like a knight in armor gone afield, he quite enjoys the tilting that they yield. But, having whipped the dragons of today, with manner bold and debonair and gay, he feels the ardor in his breast expire; "Tomorrow's dragons and chimeras dire," he mutters low, "will seize me by the throat, remove my scalp and bear away my goat." Tomorrow's dragons may be one inch tall; tomorrow's troubles may not come at all. If you today have fought a goodly fight, forget your fears, and sleep in peace tonight, and when you wake the good old sun will shine; tomorrow's tangle to the winds resign. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...UP IN THE MORNING EARLY by ROBERT BURNS EPIGRAM: 59. ON SPIES by BEN JONSON THE NEW TIMON AND THE POETS by ALFRED TENNYSON ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 2. ON THE WINTER SOLSTICE, 1740 by MARK AKENSIDE ORLANDO FURIOSO: CANTO 10. by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO ENVOI by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB THE LAUGH by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN SUMMING UP ITALY; INSCRIBED TO INTELLIGENT PUBLICS OUT OF IT by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |