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"Ten acres and a mule."
Author: Unattributed Author
Source: American phrase indicating the expectations of emancipated slaves
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Three acres and a cow.
Author: Jeremy Bentham
Source: Works (vol. III, p. 448)
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Look up! the wide extended plain
Is billowy with its ripened grain,
And on the summer winds are rolled
Its waves of emerald and gold.
Author: William Henry Burleigh
Source: The Harvest Call (st. 5)
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The diligent farmer plants trees, of which he himself will never
see the fruit.
[Lat., Abores serit diligens agricola, quarum adspiciet baccam
ipse numquam.]
Author: Cicero (Marcus Tullius Cicero)
Source: Tusculanarum Disputationum (I, 14)
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He allows very readily, that the eyes and footsteps of the master
are things most salutary to the land.
[Lat., Oculos et vestiga domini, res agro saluberrimas, facilius
admittit.]
Author: Lucinus Junius Moderatus Columella
Source: De Re Rustica (IV, 18)
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The first farmer was the first man, and all historic nobility
rests on possession and use of land.
Author: Ralph Waldo Emerson
Source: Society and Solitude--Farming
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Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield:
Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke:
How jocund did they drive their team a-field!
How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Author: Thomas Gray
Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard (st. 7)
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Happy he who far from business, like the primitive are of
mortals, cultivates with his own oxen the fields of his fathers,
free from all anxieties of gain.
[Lat., Beatus ille qui procul negotiis,
Ut prisca gens mortalium,
Paterna rura bobus exercet suis,
Solutus omni faenore.]
Author: Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
Source: Epodon (bk. II, 1)
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Ye rigid Ploughman! bear in mind
Your labor is for future hours.
Advance! spare not! nor look behind!
Plough deep and straight with all your powers!
Author: Richard Hengist Horne
Source: The Plough
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The life of the husbandman,--a life led by the bounty of earth
and sweetened by the airs of heaven.
Author: Douglas Jerrold
Source: Jerrold's Wit--The Husbandman's Life
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Earth is here so kind, that just tickle her with a hoe and she
laughs with a harvest.
Author: Douglas Jerrold
Source: A Land of Plenty
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He who owns the soil, owns up to the sky.
[Lat., Cujus est solum, ejus est usque ad coelum.]
Author: Douglas Jerrold
Source: A Land of Plenty
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When the land is cultivated entirely by the spade, and no horses
are kept, a cow is kept for every three acres of land.
Author: John Stuart Mill
Source: Principles of Political Economy (bk. II, ch. VI, sec, V)
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Adam, well may we labour, still to dress
This garden, still to tend plant, herb, and flower.
Author: John Milton
Source: Paradise Lost (bk. IX, l. 205)
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A field becomes exhausted by constant tillage.
[Lat., Continua messe senescit ager.]
Author: Ovid (Publius Ovidius Naso)
Source: Are Amatoria (III, 82)
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Our fathers used to say that the master's eye was the best
fertilizer.
[Lat., Majores fertilissium is agro oculum domini esse dixerunt.]
Author: Pliny the Elder (Caius Plinius Secundus)
Source: Historia Naturalis (XVIII, 84)
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Where grows?--where grows it not? If vain our toil,
We ought to blame the culture, not the soil.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Essay on Man (ep. IV, l. 13)
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Our rural ancestors with little blest,
Patient of labour when the end was rest,
Indulg'd the day that hous'd their annual grain,
With feasts, and off'rings, and a thankful strain.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Second Book of Horace (ep. I, l. 241)
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Here Ceres' gifts in waving prospect stand,
And nodding tempt the joyful reaper's hand.
Author: Alexander Pope
Source: Windsor Forest (l. 39)
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And he gave it for his opinion, "that whoever could make two ears
of corn, or two blades of grass, to grow upon a spot of ground
where only one grew before, would deserve better of mankind, and
do more essential service to his country, than the whole race of
politicians put together."
Author: Jonathan Swift
Source: Gulliver's Travels--Voyage to Brobdingnag (pt. II, ch. CII)
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In ancient times, the sacred Plough employ'd
The Kings and awful Fathers of mankind:
And some, with whom compared your insect-tribes
Are but the beings of a summer's day,
Have held the Scale of Empire, ruled the Storm
Of mighty War; then, with victorious hand,
Disdaining little delicacies, seized
The Plough, and, greatly independent, scorned
All the vile stores corruption can bestow.
Author: James Thomson (1)
Source: Seasons--Spring (l. 58)
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Ill husbandry braggeth
To go with the best:
Good husbandry baggeth
Up gold in his chest.
- Thomas Tusser,
Author: Thomas Tusser
Source: Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry--Comparing Good Husbandry (ch. LII)
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Ill husbandry lieth
In prison for debt:
Good husbandry spieth
Where profit get.
- Thomas Tusser,
Author: Thomas Tusser
Source: Five Hundred Points of Good Husbandry--Comparing Good Husbandry (ch. LII)
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He was a very inferior farmer when he first begun . . . and he is
now fast rising from affluence to poverty.
Author: Mark Twain (pseudonym of Samuel Langhorne Clemens)
Source: Rev. Henry Ward Beecher's Farm
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E'en in mid-harvest, while the jocund swain
Pluck'd from the brittle stalk the golden grain,
Oft have I seen the war of winds contend,
And prone on earth th' infuriate storm descend,
Waste far and wide, and by the roots uptorn,
The heavy harvest sweep through ether borne,
As light straw and rapid stubble fly
In dark'ning whirlwinds round the wintry sky.
Author: Virgil or Vergil (Publius Virgilius Maro Vergil)
Source: Georgics (I, l. 251)
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