When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride read more

When Adam dalfe and Eve spane
So spire if thou may spede,
Where was then the pride of man,
That nowe merres his mede?

Haste makes waste.

Haste makes waste.

All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
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All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.

Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting
solidity or exactness of beauty.

Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting
solidity or exactness of beauty.

Light is the task when many share the toil.

Light is the task when many share the toil.

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.

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and
pen,
We will work for ourself read more

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and
pen,
We will work for ourself and a woman, for ever and ever, Amen.

Handle your tools without mittens.

Handle your tools without mittens.

A day's work is a day's work, neither more nor less, and the man
who does it needs a read more

A day's work is a day's work, neither more nor less, and the man
who does it needs a day's sustenance, a night's repose, and due
leisure, whether he be a painter or ploughman.