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Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that read more
Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that thrills
The wilderness profound.
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.
Who first invented work, and bound the free
And holyday-rejoicing spirit down . . .
To that read more
Who first invented work, and bound the free
And holyday-rejoicing spirit down . . .
To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? . . .
Sabbathless Satan!
You're blessed if you have the strength to work.
You're blessed if you have the strength to work.
Hasten slowly, and without losing heart, put your work twenty
times upon the anvil.
[Fr., Hatez-vous lentement; et, read more
Hasten slowly, and without losing heart, put your work twenty
times upon the anvil.
[Fr., Hatez-vous lentement; et, sans perdre courage,
Vingt fois sur le metier remettez votre ouvrage.]
Nothing will work unless you do.
Nothing will work unless you do.
By working faithfully eight hours a day, you may get to be a boss
and work twelve hours a read more
By working faithfully eight hours a day, you may get to be a boss
and work twelve hours a day.
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil
days come not, nor the years read more
Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil
days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I
have no pleasure in them;
While the sun, or the light, or the moon, or the stars, be not
darkened, nor the clouds return after the rain:
In the day when the keepers of the house shall tremble, and the
strong men shall bow themselves, and the grinders cease because
they are few, and those that look out of the windows be darkened.
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.