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"Nor uncle Betts, nor even my brother Delves, "Will lend an hand, to help us get the corn in? "Well then, let you and me, to-morrow morning, "E'en try what we can do with it ourselves." "Nay," quoth the Lark, "'tis time then to be gone: "What a man undertakes himself is done." Certes, she was a bird of observation; For very true it is, that none, Whatever be his station, Lord of a province, tenant of a mead, Whether he fill a cottage, or a throne, Or guard a flock, or guide a nation, Is very likely to succeed, Who manages affairs by deputation.