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 play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.

All play and no work makes Jack a mere toy.

How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting read more

How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting drudgery and care!
How many a vulgar Cato has compelled
His energies, no longer tameless then,
To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail!

Earned with the sweat of my brows.

Earned with the sweat of my brows.

I am gradually approaching the period in my life when work comes
first. . . . No longer diverted read more

I am gradually approaching the period in my life when work comes
first. . . . No longer diverted by other emotions, I work the way
a cow grazes.

There is joy in work. There is no happiness except in the realization that we have accomplished something.

There is joy in work. There is no happiness except in the realization that we have accomplished something.

Genuine Work alone, what thou workest faithfully, that is
eternal, as the Almighty Founder and World-Builder himself.

Genuine Work alone, what thou workest faithfully, that is
eternal, as the Almighty Founder and World-Builder himself.

I love working out. It's my release. I've done it since I've been in the military.

I love working out. It's my release. I've done it since I've been in the military.

When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride read more

When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride of man,
That nowe merres his mede?