Grit.
I hate the fellow who sits around And knocks the livelong day-- Who tells of the work he might have done; If things had come his way. But I love the fellow who pushes ahead And smiles at his work or play-- You can wager when things do come around, They will come his way--and stay.
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"I hate the fellow who sits around..."
This evocative piece by Edwin C. Ranck, titled "Grit.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...