James Wood, comp. Dictionary of Quotations. 1899.
Watts
For Satan finds some mischief still / For idle hands to do.
How doth the little busy bee / Improve each shining hour, / And gather honey all the day / From every opening flower.
In works of labour or of skill, / I would be busy too, / For Satan finds some mischief still / For idle hands to do.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite, / For God hath made them so.
Our life contains a thousand springs, / And dies if one be gone; / Strange that a harp of thousand strings / Should keep in tune so long.
Satan finds some mischief still / For idle hands to do.
The mind’s the standard of the man.
The religion of Jesus, with all its self-denials, virtues, and devotions, is very practicable.
To man, in this his trial state, / The privilege is given, / When tost by tides of human fate, / To anchor fast in heaven.
Were I so tall to reach the pole / Or grasp the ocean with my span, / I must be measured by my soul: / The mind’s the standard of the man.