Know'st thou yesterday, its aim and reason? Work'st thou will today for worthier things? Then calmly wait the morrow's hidden season, And fear thou not, what hap soe'er it brings
Johann Wolfgang von GoetheWho longs in solitude to live, Ah! soon his wish will gain: Men hope and love, men get and give, and leave him to his pain.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe