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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.
All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is
not satisfied with seeing, nor the read more
All things are full of labour; man cannot utter it: the eye is
not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled hearing.
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."
Sometimes our work feels small and insignificant. But remember, a small ripple can gain momentum and build a current so read more
Sometimes our work feels small and insignificant. But remember, a small ripple can gain momentum and build a current so strong that is insurmountable.
The uselessness of men above sixty years of age and the
incalculable benefit it would be in commercial, in read more
The uselessness of men above sixty years of age and the
incalculable benefit it would be in commercial, in political, and
in professional life, if as a matter of course, men stopped work
at this age.
If A equals success, then the formula is A equals X plus Y and Z, with X being work, Y read more
If A equals success, then the formula is A equals X plus Y and Z, with X being work, Y play, and Z keeping your mouth shut.
Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that read more
Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that thrills
The wilderness profound.
People intoxicate themselves with work so they won't see how they really are.
People intoxicate themselves with work so they won't see how they really are.
I think the person who takes a job in order to live - that is to say, for the money read more
I think the person who takes a job in order to live - that is to say, for the money - has turned himself into a slave.