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What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
Work thou for pleasure--paint or sing or carve
The thing thou lovest, though the body starve--
Who read more
Work thou for pleasure--paint or sing or carve
The thing thou lovest, though the body starve--
Who works for glory misses oft the goal;
Who works for money coins his very soul.
Work for the work's sake, then, and it may be
That these things shall be added unto thee.
A warke it ys as easie to be done
As tys to saye Jacke! robys on.
A warke it ys as easie to be done
As tys to saye Jacke! robys on.
Tho' we earn our bread, Tom,
By the dirty pen,
What we can we will be,
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Tho' we earn our bread, Tom,
By the dirty pen,
What we can we will be,
Honest Englishmen.
Do the work that's nearest
Though it's dull at whiles,
Helping, when we meet them,
Lame dogs over stiles.
It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind
of work he is read more
It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind
of work he is to do in this universe.
The "value" or "worth" of a man is, as of all other things, his
price; that is to say, read more
The "value" or "worth" of a man is, as of all other things, his
price; that is to say, so much as would be given for the use of
his power.
Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.
I got all my work done to graduate in two months and then they were like, I'm sorry, you have read more
I got all my work done to graduate in two months and then they were like, I'm sorry, you have to take driver's ed. I just kind of went, Oh, forget it.
The Lord had a job for me, but I had so much to do,
I said, "You get somebody read more
The Lord had a job for me, but I had so much to do,
I said, "You get somebody else--or wait till I get through."
I don't know how the Lord came out, but He seemed to get along:
But I felt kinda sneakin' like, 'cause I know'd I done Him wrong.
One day I needed the Lord--Needed Him myself--needed Him right
away,
And He never answered me at all, but I could hear Him say
Down in my accusin' heart, "Nigger, I'se got too much to do,
You get somebody else or wait till I get through."