A hungry man, an angry man.

A hungry man, an angry man.

Every path hath a puddle.

Every path hath a puddle.

The remedy is worse than the disease.

The remedy is worse than the disease.

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more

To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

We plough the sand on the sea shore.

Every man's friend is no man's friend.

Every man's friend is no man's friend.

The mob will now and then see things in a right light.

The mob will now and then see things in a right light.

He who accuses another of wrong should look well into his own
conduct.

He who accuses another of wrong should look well into his own
conduct.

Labour with what zeal we will,
Something still remains undone,
Something uncompleted still
Waits read more

Labour with what zeal we will,
Something still remains undone,
Something uncompleted still
Waits the rising of the sun.