A farmer travelling with his load
Picked up a horseshoe on the road,
And nailed if fast read more

A farmer travelling with his load
Picked up a horseshoe on the road,
And nailed if fast to his barn door,
That luck might down upon him pour;
That every blessing known in life
Might crown his homestead and his wife,
And never any kind of harm
Descend upon his growing farm.

I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.

I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.

People always call it luck when you've acted more sensibly than they have.

People always call it luck when you've acted more sensibly than they have.

Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving

Don't you know by now, luck don't lead to anything or why you keep on moving

If a man who cannot count finds a four-leaf clover, is he lucky?

If a man who cannot count finds a four-leaf clover, is he lucky?

As good luck would have it, comes in one Mistress Page, gives
intelligence of Ford's approach, and in her read more

As good luck would have it, comes in one Mistress Page, gives
intelligence of Ford's approach, and in her invention, and Ford's
wife's distraction, they conveyed me into a buck-basket.

I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.

I find that the harder I work, the more luck I seem to have.

As they who make
Good luck a god count all unlucky men.

As they who make
Good luck a god count all unlucky men.

There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his read more

There's something in't
More than my father's skill, which was the great'st
Of his profession, that his good receipt
Shall for my legacy be sanctified
By th' luckiest stars in heaven; and would your honor
But give me leave to thy success, I'd venture
The well-lost life of mine on his grace's cure
By such a day and hour.