With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn read more

With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn in the little seed, brown and dry,
Turn out the golden millet.
Work, and your house shall be duly fed:
Work, and rest shall be won;
I hold that a man had better be dead
Than alive when his work is done.

And still be doing, never done.

And still be doing, never done.

Let us take to our hearts a lesson--
No lesson could braver be--
From the ways of read more

Let us take to our hearts a lesson--
No lesson could braver be--
From the ways of the tapestry weavers
On the other side of the sea.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the
evening.

Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the
evening.

When Darby saw the setting sun
He swung his scythe, and home he run,
Sat down, drank read more

When Darby saw the setting sun
He swung his scythe, and home he run,
Sat down, drank off his quart and said,
"My work is done, I'll go to bed."
"My work is done!" retorted Joan,
"My work is done! Your constant tone,
But hapless woman ne'er can say
'My work is done' till judgment day."

How bething the, gentliman,
How Adam dalf, and Eve span.

How bething the, gentliman,
How Adam dalf, and Eve span.

No man is born into the world whose work
Is not born with him: there is always work,
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No man is born into the world whose work
Is not born with him: there is always work,
And tools to work withal, for those who will;
And blessed are the horny hand of toil!

I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest read more

I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest works must have one common end,
And nothing crown the tablet of his name.