The greatness that would make us grave, Isaac Bickerstaffe More Quotes by Isaac Bickerstaffe More Quotes From Isaac Bickerstaffe Hope! thou nurse of young desire. Isaac Bickerstaffe hope nurse desire There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the River Dee; He worked and sang, from morn to night; No lark so blithe as he. And this the burden of his song, Forever used to be, "I care for nobody, not I, If no one cares for me. Isaac Bickerstaffe rivers song night How happy is the sailor's life, from coast to coast to roam; in every port he finds a wife, in every land a home. Isaac Bickerstaffe wife land home Young fellows will be young fellows. Isaac Bickerstaffe fellows be-young young But if I'm content with a little, Enough is as good as a feast. Isaac Bickerstaffe ifs enough littles Tis a sure sign work goes on merrily, when folks sing at it. Isaac Bickerstaffe folks goes-on Fine feathers, they say, make fine birds. Isaac Bickerstaffe fine-feathers fine bird
