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[Preface] Whom we, that have not seen thy face, By faith, and faith alone, embrace,Believing where we cannot prove;
'Twere heaven enough to fill my heart If only one would stay,Just one of all the million joys God gives to take away.
Then hate me when thou wilt, if ever, now,Now while the world is bent my deeds to cross,Join with the spite of fortune, make me bow,And do not drop in for an after loss
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrowCreeps in this petty pace from day to dayTo the last syllable of recorded time,And all our yesterdays have lighted foolsThe way to dusty death