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With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn read more
With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn in the little seed, brown and dry,
Turn out the golden millet.
Work, and your house shall be duly fed:
Work, and rest shall be won;
I hold that a man had better be dead
Than alive when his work is done.
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.
The uselessness of men above sixty years of age and the
incalculable benefit it would be in commercial, in read more
The uselessness of men above sixty years of age and the
incalculable benefit it would be in commercial, in political, and
in professional life, if as a matter of course, men stopped work
at this age.
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.
And still be doing, never done.
And still be doing, never done.
As for me, prizes are nothing. My prize is my work.
As for me, prizes are nothing. My prize is my work.
When Darby saw the setting sun
He swung his scythe, and home he run,
Sat down, drank read more
When Darby saw the setting sun
He swung his scythe, and home he run,
Sat down, drank off his quart and said,
"My work is done, I'll go to bed."
"My work is done!" retorted Joan,
"My work is done! Your constant tone,
But hapless woman ne'er can say
'My work is done' till judgment day."
Do not waste bricks. (Waste your labor.)
[Lat., Ne laterum laves.]
Do not waste bricks. (Waste your labor.)
[Lat., Ne laterum laves.]
