I'VE a humble little motto That is homely, though it 's true, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. It 's a thing when I 've an object That I always try to do, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. When you 've rising storms to quell, When opposing waters swell, It will never fail to tell, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. If the hills are high before And the paths are hard to climb, Keep a-pluggin' away. And remember that successes Come to him who bides his time, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. From the greatest to the least, None are from the rule released. Be thou toiler, poet, priest, Keep a-pluggin' away. Delve away beneath the surface, There is treasure farther down, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. Let the rain come down in torrents, Let the threat'ning heavens frown, Keep a-pluggin' away. When the clouds have rolled away, There will come a brighter day All your labor to repay, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. There 'll be lots of sneers to swallow, There 'll be lots of pain to bear, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. If you 've got your eye on heaven, Some bright day you 'll wake up there, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. Perseverance still is king; Time its sure reward will bring; Work and wait unwearying, -- Keep a-pluggin' away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BEGGAR'S OPERA: SONG. AIR 16: OVER THE HILLS AND FAR AWAY by JOHN GAY CHARLESTON by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 3 by MARK AKENSIDE TAKE HER, BREAK HER by ANACREON A SONG FOR MY FELLOWS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON THE BIRDS' BALL by C. W. BARDEEN VENETIAN BLIND by HELEN DARBY BERNING SONG, FR. A VISION OF GIORGIONE: GEMMA'S SPRING SONG by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |