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Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Content with poverty, my soul I arm;
And virtue, though in rags, will keep me warm.
Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]
Poverty is no sinne.
[Poverty is no sin.]
He who knows how to be poor knows everything.
He who knows how to be poor knows everything.
Poverty is the mother of health.
Poverty is the mother of health.
Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue; it is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.
Poverty often deprives a man of all spirit and virtue; it is hard for an empty bag to stand upright.
The mother of revolution and crime is poverty
The mother of revolution and crime is poverty
Poverty is the step-mother of genius.
Poverty is the step-mother of genius.
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.
