National Poetry Day

It's National Poetry Day today. So here's a little poem. 


Happy the Man

by John Dryden

Happy the man, and happy he alone

He who can call today his own:

He who, secure within, can say,

Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

Be fair or foul or rain or shine

The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.

Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,

But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.


After Horace, Odes, Book III, xxix.