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By the way,
The works of women are symbolical.
We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull out read more
By the way,
The works of women are symbolical.
We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull out sight,
Producing what? A pair of slippers, sir,
To put on when you're weary--or a stool
To tumble over and vex you . . . curse that stool!
Or else at best, a cushion where you lean
And sleep, and dream of something we are not,
But would be for your sake. Alas, alas!
This hurts most, this . . . that, after all, we are paid
The worth of our work, perhaps.
How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting read more
How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting drudgery and care!
How many a vulgar Cato has compelled
His energies, no longer tameless then,
To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail!
A man who has no office to go to--I don't care who he is--is a
trial of which you read more
A man who has no office to go to--I don't care who he is--is a
trial of which you can have no conception.
I put all my genius into my life; I put only my talent into my works.
I put all my genius into my life; I put only my talent into my works.
The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent.
The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent.
The best preparation for good work tomorrow is to do good work today.
The best preparation for good work tomorrow is to do good work today.
Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumb-bells?
To dig a vineyard is a worthier exercise for men.
Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumb-bells?
To dig a vineyard is a worthier exercise for men.
Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have
while working.
Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have
while working.
