How doth the little busy Bee <br />Improve each shining Hour, <br />And gather Honey all the day <br />From every opening Flower! <br /> <br />How skilfully she builds her Cell! <br />How neat she spreads the Wax! <br />And labours hard to store it well <br />With the sweet Food she makes. <br /> <br />In Works of Labour or of Skill <br />I would be busy too: <br />For Satan finds some Mischief still <br />For idle Hands to do. <br /> <br />In Books, or Work, or healthful Play <br />Let my first Years be past, <br />That I may give for every Day <br />Some good Account at last.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/against-idleness-and-mischief/
