The toils and pains of an honest day Are redeemed by more than gold can pay. The toll of time and strength and heart Is paid by joy and contentment -- in part -- The joy of a task that is well done, The contented heart that asks aught of none. In part, these pay, but the sum of the whole Is the love of God and man -- all told. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SPINNING SONG by JOHN FRANCIS O'DONNELL AMORETTI: 15 by EDMUND SPENSER A SONG OF A YOUNG LADY TO HER ANCIENT LOVER by JOHN WILMOT LINES WRITTEN IN EARLY SPRING by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH SESTET SENT TO A FRIEND WITH A VOLUME OF TENNYSON by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |