Invisible By Day

How far the gulf-stream of our youth may flow
Into the arctic regions of our lives,
Where little else than life itself survives.
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

– Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Morituri Salutamus

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