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Honest labor bears a lovely face.
Honest labor bears a lovely face.
All wealth is the product of labor.
All wealth is the product of labor.
It is generally said, "Past labors are pleasant," Euripides says,
for you all know the Greek verse, "The recollection read more
It is generally said, "Past labors are pleasant," Euripides says,
for you all know the Greek verse, "The recollection of past
labors is pleasant."
[Lat., Vulgo enim dicitur, Jucundi acti labores: nec male
Euripides: concludam, si potero, Latine: Graecum enim hunc
versum nostis omnes: Suavis laborum est proeteritorum memoria.
When admirals extoll'd for standing still,
Of doing nothing with a deal of skill.
When admirals extoll'd for standing still,
Of doing nothing with a deal of skill.
Excellence in any department can be attained only by the labor of a lifetime; it is not to be purchased read more
Excellence in any department can be attained only by the labor of a lifetime; it is not to be purchased at a lesser price.
What does labor want? We want more schoolhouses and less jails; more books and less arsenals; more learning and less read more
What does labor want? We want more schoolhouses and less jails; more books and less arsenals; more learning and less vice; more leisure and less greed; more justice and less revenge; in fact, more of the opportunities to cultivate our better natures,
We give thanks to God always for you all, making mention of you
in our prayers;
Remembering without read more
We give thanks to God always for you all, making mention of you
in our prayers;
Remembering without ceasing your work of faith, and labour of
love, and patience of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ, in the sight
of God and our Father;
Knowing, brethren beloved, your election of God.
Not all the labor of the earth
Is done by hardened hands.
Not all the labor of the earth
Is done by hardened hands.
With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
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With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread.