Labour itself is but a sorrowful song, / The protest of the weak against the strong. Faber.

Labour, if it were not necessary for the existence, would be indispensable for the happiness, of man. Johnson.

Labour, like everything else that is good, is 45 its own reward. Whipple.

Labour like this our want supplies, / And they must stoop who mean to rise. Cowper.

Labour of the hands, even when pursued to the verge of drudgery, is perhaps never the worst form of idleness (for the mind); it has a constant and imperishable moral. Thoreau.

Labour past is pleasant. Pr.

Labour to keep alive in your breast that little spark of celestial fire—conscience. Washington.

Labour, wide as the earth, has its summit in heaven. Carlyle.

Labour with what zeal we will, / Something 5 still remains undone, / Something uncompleted still / Waits the rising of the sun. Longfellow.

Lachen, Weinen, Lust und Schmerz / Sind Geschwister-Kinder—Laughing and weeping, pleasure and pain, are cousins german. Goethe.