Labor is wealth, in the sea the pearl groweth;
Rich the queen s robe from the frail cocoon floweth;
From the fine acorn the strong forest bloweth;
Temple and statue the marble block hides.
Work for some good, be it ever so slowly;
Cherish some flower, be it ever so lowly;
Labor! all labor is noble and holy;
Let thy great deed be thy prayer to thy God.
(Frances Sargent Locke Osgood)
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