_Another Day._

Another day, another day, How swiftly it has sailed away. It brought us moments,—precious things, Of fairy frame and willing wings; But as they flee, we sigh and say, "Alas, for thee, another day!"

Another day, another day Is riding boldly on its way; May we be brave to do and bear, And in its full fruition share! For sweet it is when we can say, "How good to have another day."