* * *
Too much rest is rust,
Thereâ€™s ever cheer in changing;
We tyne by too much trust,
So weâ€™ll be up and ranging.
|Dan CostinaÅŸ said on 21 January 2014:|
This old song appears as motto-poem for Â«Chapter the ThirteenthÂ» in THE BETROTHED (1832), by Sir Walter Scott.