Our heart's where they rocked our cradle, Our love where we spent our toil, And our faith, and our hope, and our honour We pledge to our native soil!
O lyric Love, half angel and half bird; And all a wonder and a wild desire, Boldest of hearts that ever braved the sun, Took sanctuary within the holier blue, And sang a kindred soul out to his face, Yet human at the red-ripe of the heart; When the first summons from the darkling earth Reached thee amid thy chambers, blanched their blue, And bared them of the glory to drop down, To toil for man, to suffer or to die, This is the same voice: can thy soul know change? Hail then, and hearken from the realms of help!Robert Browning
Happy are they who freely mingle prayer and toil till God responds to the one and rewards the other.samuel i. prime
Let not Ambition mock their useful toil, Their homely joys, and destiny obscure; Nor Grandeur hear with a disdainful smile, The short and simple annals of the poor.thomas gray
I have nothing to offer but blood, toil, tears and sweat.Lord Randolph Henry Spencer Churchill
Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, morn of toil, nor night of waking.walter scott
There was a time in this fair land when the railroad did not run And the wild majestic mountains stood alone against the sun Long before the white man and long before the wheel When the green dark forest was too silent to be real... Oh! The song of the future has been sung All the battles have been won On the mountain tops we stand All the world at our command We have opened up the soil with our teardrops and our toilgordon lightfoot
Zealous, yet modest; innocent, though free; Patient of toil; serene amidst alarms; Inflexible in faith; invincible in arms.james beattie
No command of art, No toil, can help you hear; Earth's minstrelsy falls clear But on the listening heart.
Soldier, rest! thy warfare o'er, Dream of fighting fields no more: Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil, nor night of waking.walter scott
Backward, flow backward, O full tide of years! I am so weary of toil and of tears, toil without recompense tears all in vain, Take them and give me my childhood again. I have grown weary of dust and decay, Weary of flinging my heart's wealth away Weary of sowing for others to reap; Rock me to sleep, mother, rock me to sleep.
It is the fate of those who toil at the lower employments of life?to be exposed to censure, without hope of praise; to be disgraced by miscarriage or punished for neglect? Among these unhappy mortals isthe writer of dictionaries? Every other author mayaspire to praise; the lexicographer can only hope to escape reproach.
Surely, surely, slumber is more sweet than toil, the shore Than labour in the deep mid-ocean, wind and wave and oar; Oh rest ye, brother mariners, we will not wander more.Tennyson
Life let us cherish, while yet the taper glows,And the fresh flow’ret pluck ere it close;Why are we fond of toil and care?Why choose the rankling thorn to wear?
Sweet is the pleasure itself cannot spoil. Is not true leisure one with true toil?Dwight
They (Indo-Fijians) came as indentured laborers to this land and were treated harshly. They had little reason to be grateful to their colonial masters and like the indigenous Fijians. The British crown colony of Fiji was funded in part from their toil, yet they were treated like second-class citizens.ratu joni madraiwiwi
O Scotia! my dear, my native soil! For whom my warmest wish to heaven is sent; Long may thy hardy sons of rustic toil Be blest with health, and peace, and sweet content.Robert Burns
Auspicious Hope! in thy sweet garden grow Wreaths for each toil, a charm for every woe.thomas campbell
Great albatross! the meanest birds Spring up and flit away, While thou must toil to gain a flight, And spread those pinions grey; But when they once are fairly poised, Far o'er each chirping thing Thou sailest wide to other lands, E'en sleeping on the wing.
Double, double toil and trouble, Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.william shakespeare
I slept, and dreamed that life was Beauty; I woke, and found that life was Duty. Was thy dream then a shadowy lie? toil on, poor heart, unceasingly; And thou shalt find thy dream to be A truth and noonday light to thee.
And but two ways are offered to our will, toil with rare triumph, ease with safe disgrace, The problem still for us and all of human race.james russell lowell