Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.
Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.
The God shall judge when all is done.
When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and the youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need itlie down for an eon or two, Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew And those that were good shall be happy they shall sit in a golden chair They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets' hair They shall find real saints to draw from Magdalene, Peter, and Paul They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all And only the Master shall praise us, and only the Master shall blame And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame But each for the joy of working, and each, in his separate star Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They Are Rudyard Kipling.
We have done with Hope and Honour. we are lost to Love and Truth, We are dropping down the ladder rung by rung And the measure of our torment is the measure of our youth. God help us, for we knew the worst too young.
God gave all men all the earth to love but, since our hearts are so small, ordained for each, one spot to be beloved over all.
If blood be the price of admiralty, Lord God, we ha' paid in full
We're poor little lambs who've lost our way, Baa Baa Baa We're little black sheep who've gone astray, Baa-aa-aa Gentlemen-rankers out on the spree, Damned from here to Eternity, God ha' mercy on such as we, Baa Yah Bah.
Who are neither children nor gods, but men in a world of men
We must risk the wrath of the Gods!
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
God help you, if there be a God.
By God, you must lather with us -- 'Tss!
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