Worm or beetle - drought or tempest - on a farmer's land may fall, Each is loaded full o' ruin, but a mortgage beats 'em all.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If you stay with this game long enough, the worm is bound to turn.
A friend in need is a pest.
The early bird gets the worm. The early worm... gets eaten.
The snowdrop and primrose our woodlands adorn, and violets bathe in the wet o' the morn.
If a farmer fills his barn with grain, he gets mice. If he leaves it empty, he gets actors.
Envy, like the worm, never runs but to the fairest fruit; like a cunning bloodhound, it singles out the fattest deer in the flock.
There are only three things that can kill a farmer: lightning, rolling over in a tractor, and old age.
The message is not so much that the worms will inherit the Earth, but that all things play a role in nature, even the lowly worm.
The early bird catches the worm.
A farmer travelling with his load Picked up a horseshoe on the road, And nailed if fast to his barn door, That luck might down upon him pour; That every blessing known in life Might crown his homestead and his wife, And never any kind of harm Descend upon his growing farm.