Seek the wood and seek the rill.
Procrastination is a thief,
That robs us of a pledged relief.
Where the light of heaven rules,
Time’s neglected but by fools.
Go, kill the hour and waste the day,
But count the forfeit you must pay.
Behold my shadow on this wall,
Warning to some and guide to all.
Amidst the flowers of earth I stand,