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.

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.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

Oh, the little more, and how much it is!
And the little less, and what worlds away.

I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to read more

I thank fate for having made me born poor. Poverty taught me the true value of the gifts useful to life.

Poverty is the mother of health.

Poverty is the mother of health.

Patiently bear the burden of poverty.
[Lat., Paupertatis onus patienter ferre memento.]

Patiently bear the burden of poverty.
[Lat., Paupertatis onus patienter ferre memento.]

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

The mother of revolution and crime is poverty

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the read more

What mean ye that ye beat my people to pieces, and grind the
faces of the poor? saith the Lord God of hosts.

Thank God for poverty
That makes and keeps us free,
And lets us go our unobtrusive way,
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Thank God for poverty
That makes and keeps us free,
And lets us go our unobtrusive way,
Glad of the sun and rain,
Upright, serene, humane,
Contented with the fortune of a day.