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I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest read more
I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest works must have one common end,
And nothing crown the tablet of his name.
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, read more
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks
for my labor.
Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
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Why, universal plodding poisons up
The nimble spirits in the arteries,
As motion and long-during action tires
The sinewy vigor of the traveller.
Plough deep while sluggards sleep.
Plough deep while sluggards sleep.
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.
The Moor has done his work, the Moor may go.
[Ger., Der Mohr hat seine Arbeit gethan, der Mohr read more
The Moor has done his work, the Moor may go.
[Ger., Der Mohr hat seine Arbeit gethan, der Mohr kann gehen.]
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.
Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]
Light burthens, long borne, growe heavie.
[Light burdens, long borne, grow heavy.]
