Labour itself is but a sorrowful song,
The protest of the weak against the strong.

Labour itself is but a sorrowful song,
The protest of the weak against the strong.

To be true to each other, let 'appen what maay
Till the end o' the daay
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To be true to each other, let 'appen what maay
Till the end o' the daay
An the last load hoam.

The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the read more

The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin.

I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]

I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]

Sacrifices are concerned with the feelings of devotion and longing.

Sacrifices are concerned with the feelings of devotion and longing.

And yet without labour there were no ease, no rest, so much as
conceivable.

And yet without labour there were no ease, no rest, so much as
conceivable.

To gain that which is worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else.

To gain that which is worth having, it may be necessary to lose everything else.

You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant!
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true read more

You draw me, you hard-hearted adamant!
But yet you draw not iron, for my heart
Is true as steel.

A man's best friends are his ten fingers.

A man's best friends are his ten fingers.