Whose yesterdays look backwards with a smile.

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'T is greatly wise to talk with our past hours,

And ask them what report they bore to heaven.

Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 376.

Thoughts shut up want air,

And spoil, like bales unopen'd to the sun.

Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 466.

How blessings brighten as they take their flight!

Night thoughts. Night ii. Line 602.