What is to come we know not. But we know <br />That what has been was good--was good to show, <br />Better to hide, and best of all to bear. <br />We are the masters of the days that were: <br />We have lived, we have loved, we have suffered . . . even so. <br /> <br />Shall we not take the ebb who had the flow? <br />Life was our friend. Now, if it be our foe - <br />Dear, though it spoil and break us!--need we care <br />What is to come? <br /> <br />Let the great winds their worst and wildest blow, <br />Or the gold weather round us mellow slow: <br />We have fulfilled ourselves, and we can dare <br />And we can conquer, though we may not share <br />In the rich quiet of the afterglow <br />What is to come.<br /><br />William Ernest Henley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-is-to-come/
