“Oh, sons of earth! attempt ye still to rise. By mountains pil'd on mountains to the skies? Heav'n still with laughter the vain toil surveys, And buries madmen in the heaps they raise.” StillsEarthSkySonMountainAmbitionLaughterRaisesVainToilMadmenSurveysMy Ambition Book:The Works of Alexander Pope Esq Source: The Works of Alexander Pope Esq
“What a wonderful work Wagner has done for humanity in translating the toil of life into the readable script of music! For those who seek the tale of other worlds his magic is silent; but earth-travail under his wand becomes instinct with rhythmic song to an accompaniment of the elements, and the blare and crash of the bottomless pit itself.” WorldDoneEarthSongHumanityWonderfulMagicElementsSilentInstinctScriptsTalesTranslateCrashToilPitsOther WorldsWandsWagner Author:Richard Wagner
“Was it for this the clay grew tall? O what made fatuous sunbeams toil To break earth's sleep at all?” MadeEarthSleepBreakGrewTallToilClayFutilitySunbeams Author:Wilfred Owen
“Cursed in earth and subdued by death, man found himself beset by time, and his instincts put to the test. Only then, he realized that with love he could survive, and that for a certain purpose he would toil. For those whom my love can not immune from death, are dedicated these paintings, in the hope they may express in drawing the reality of a resonant mind.” MenMindMayRealityEarthPurposeCertainFoundPaintingSurvivalTestsInstinctDrawingDedicatedCan NotToilImmuneCursed Author:Ala Bashir
“No command of art, No toil, can help you hear; Earth's minstrelsy falls clear But on the listening heart.” HeartArtHelpingEarthFallClearListeningCommandToil Author:John Vance Cheney
“Our toil is sweet with thankfulness, Our burden is our boon; The curse of earth's gray morning is The blessing of its noon.” EarthDifficultMorningSweetBlessingBurdenCurseGrayToilThankfulnessNoonBoonDifficult Days Book:Personal Poems, Complete Volume IV., the Works of Whittier: Personal Poems Source: Personal Poems, Complete Volume IV., the Works of Whittier: Personal Poems
“Oh! welcome to the wearied Earth The Sabbath resting comes, Gathering the sons of toil and care Back to their peaceful homes; And, like a portal to the skies, Opens the House of God, Where all who seek may come and learn The way the Saviour trod. But holier to the wanderer seems The Sabbath on the deep, When on, and on, in ceaseless course, The toiling bark must keep, And not a trace of man appears Amid the wilderness Of waters--then it comes like dove Direct from heaven to bless.” MenWayMayHomeSeemsCareEarthCoursesHouseHeavenWaterSkySonDirectWelcomePeacefulWildernessBlessToilGatheringSaviourDoveBarkSabbathPortalWanderersToilingHouse Of GodPeaceful Home Author:Sarah Josepha Hale
“Be a Gardener. Dig a ditch. Toil and sweat. And turn the earth upside down. And seek the deepness. And water plants in time. Continue this labor. And make sweet floods to run, and noble and abundant fruits to spring. Take this food and drink, and carry it to God as your true worship.” RunningEarthTurnsWaterSweetDrinkWorshipSpringLaborDown AndPlantFruitNobleSweatFloodToilGardenerUpside DownFood And DrinkTrue WorshipDeepness Author:Julian of Norwich