“I’ve learned one thing in makin’ hay, and that’s to fill my mow
With any grass that I can get to harvest here and now.
The ‘yender grass’ that ’way ahead is wavin’ in its pride
I find ain’t very fillin’ by the time it’s cut and dried.
Hope springs eternal, so they say, within the human breast:
Man never is, the sayin’ goes, but always to be, blest.
So my advice is, Don’t you let your present chances pass,
A-thinkin’ by and by you’ll reap your fill of ‘yender grass.’”
WASHINGTON AND LAFAYETTE AT MOUNT VERNON