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 The life of the husbandman,--a life led by the bounty of earth 
and sweetened by the airs of heaven.  
 The life of the husbandman,--a life led by the bounty of earth 
and sweetened by the airs of heaven. 
 The diligent farmer plants trees, of which he himself will never 
see the fruit.
 [Lat., Abores serit diligens read more 
 The diligent farmer plants trees, of which he himself will never 
see the fruit.
 [Lat., Abores serit diligens agricola, quarum adspiciet baccam 
ipse numquam.] 
 Ill husbandry braggeth
 To go with the best:
  Good husbandry baggeth
   Up gold in read more 
 Ill husbandry braggeth
 To go with the best:
  Good husbandry baggeth
   Up gold in his chest.
   - Thomas Tusser, 
 He allows very readily, that the eyes and footsteps of the master 
are things most salutary to the land.
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 He allows very readily, that the eyes and footsteps of the master 
are things most salutary to the land.
 [Lat., Oculos et vestiga domini, res agro saluberrimas, facilius 
admittit.] 
 Our fathers used to say that the master's eye was the best 
fertilizer.
 [Lat., Majores fertilissium is agro read more 
 Our fathers used to say that the master's eye was the best 
fertilizer.
 [Lat., Majores fertilissium is agro oculum domini esse dixerunt.] 
 Adam, well may we labour, still to dress
 This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower.  
 Adam, well may we labour, still to dress
 This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower. 
 The first farmer was the first man, and all historic nobility 
rests on possession and use of land.  
 The first farmer was the first man, and all historic nobility 
rests on possession and use of land. 
 E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
 Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
  Oft have read more 
 E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
 Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
  Oft have I seen the war of winds contend,
   And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend,
    Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn,
     The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne,
      As light straw and rapid stubble fly
       In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky. 
Agriculture not only gives riches to a nation, but the only riches she can call her own
Agriculture not only gives riches to a nation, but the only riches she can call her own