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9I listened to thier honest chat:

10Said one: "To-morrow we shall be

11Plod plod along the featureless sands,

12And coasting miles and miles of sea."

13Said one: "Before the turn of tide

14We will achieve the eyrie-seat."

15Said one: "To-morrow shall be like

16To-day, but much more sweet."

17"To-morrow," said they, strong with hope,

18And dwelt upon the pleasant way:

19"To-morrow," cried they, one and all,

20While no one spoke of yesterday.

21Their life stood full at blessed noon;

22I, only I, had passed away:

23"To-morrow and to-day," they cried;

24I was of yesterday.

25I shivered comfortless, but cast

26No chill across the table-cloth;

27I, all-forgotten, shivered, sad

28To stay, and yet to part how loth:

29I passed from the familiar room,

30I who from love had passed away,

31Like the remembrance of a guest

32That tarrieth but a day.