An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as if it stands

There goes the parson, oh! illustrious spark,/ And there, scarce less illustrious, goes the clerk!

He that holds fast the golden mean,And lives contently betweenThe little and the great,Feels not the wants that pinch the poor,Nor plagues that haunt the rich man's door.

The nurse sleeps sweetly, hired to watch the sick, / Whom, snoring, she disturbs.

I've been doing this for too long to watch it slide out of my hands like that.

Everything goes to him who wants nothing