November 24

The mortal man, all careful, wise, and troubled,

The eternal child in the nursery doth keep.

To-morrow on to-day the man heaps doubled;

The child laughs, hopeful, even in his sleep.

The man rebukes the child for foolish trust;

The child replies, "Thy care is for poor dust;

Be still, and let me wake that thou mayst sleep."