Tis a sure sign work goes on merrily, when folks sing at it.
Fine feathers, they say, make fine birds. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
Fine feathers, they say, make fine birds.
- Isaac Bickerstaffe
There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the River Dee; He worked and sang, from morn to night; No lark so blithe as he. And this the burden of his so… - Isaac Bickerstaffe
There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the River Dee; He worked and sang, from morn to night; No lark so blithe as he. And this the burden of his so…
Tis a sure sign work goes on merrily, when folks sing at it. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
Young fellows will be young fellows. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
Young fellows will be young fellows.
How happy is the sailor's life, from coast to coast to roam; in every port he finds a wife, in every land a home. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
How happy is the sailor's life, from coast to coast to roam; in every port he finds a wife, in every land a home.
Hope! thou nurse of young desire. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
Hope! thou nurse of young desire.
The greatness that would make us grave, Is but an empty thing. What more than mirth would mortals have? The cheerful man's a king. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
The greatness that would make us grave, Is but an empty thing. What more than mirth would mortals have? The cheerful man's a king.
But if I'm content with a little, Enough is as good as a feast. - Isaac Bickerstaffe
But if I'm content with a little, Enough is as good as a feast.
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