In the morning sow thy seed, and in the evening withhold not thine hand: for thou knowest not whether shall prosper, either this or that, or whether both shall be alike good.—Ecclesiastes, xi. 6.
Sow in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thine hand;
To doubt and fear give thou no heed,—
Broad-cast it o’er the land.
Beside all waters sow,
The highway furrows stock;
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow,
Scatter it on the rock.
The good, the fruitful ground,