The rain has spoiled the farmer’s day;
Shall sorrow put my books away?
Thereby are two days lost:
Nature shall mind her own affairs,
I will attend my proper cares,
In rain, or sun, or frost.
The rain has spoiled the farmer’s day;
Shall sorrow put my books away?
Thereby are two days lost:
Nature shall mind her own affairs,
I will attend my proper cares,
In rain, or sun, or frost.
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SUUM CUIQUE,ancient Rome in English”TO EACH HIS OWN” (or hers), the metaphor to Emerson’s American vers
JEDEM DAS SEINE in German or”PARA CADA UNO LO SUYO” as timeless Proverbs go