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Poverty is the mother of health.
Poverty is the mother of health.
Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out read more
Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms
For bread, but have some space to think and feel
Like moral and immortal creatures.
Chill penury repress'd their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
Chill penury repress'd their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.
He who knows how to be poor knows everything.
He who knows how to be poor knows everything.
Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak read more
Needy knife-grinder! whither are ye going?
Rough is the road, your wheel is out of order;
Bleak blows the blast--your hat has got a hole in it.
So have your breeches.
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me read more
Thou source of all my bliss and all my woe,
That found'st me poor at first, and keep'st me so.
When you're really poor, everything you see
is something you can't have.
When you're really poor, everything you see
is something you can't have.
Poverty ... It is life near the bone, where it is sweetest.
Poverty ... It is life near the bone, where it is sweetest.
