=Past, The.=

Over the trackless past, somewhere,
Lie the lost days of our tropic youth,
Only regained by faith and prayer,
Only recalled by prayer and plaint: 
Each lost day has its patron saint.
1306
BRET HARTE:  The Lost Galleon, Last St.

Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll! 
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
1307
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:  Chambered Nautilus.

=Patience.=

How poor are they, that have not patience! 
What wound did ever heal, but by degrees?
1308
SHAKS.:  Othello, Act ii., Sc. 3.

Patience, thou young and rose-lipp’d cherubim. 1309 SHAKS.:  Othello, Act iv., Sc. 2.

Patience is more oft the exercise
Of saints, the trial of their fortitude,
Making them each his own deliverer,
And victor over all
That tyranny or fortune can inflict.
1310
MILTON:  Samson Agonistes, Line 1287.

Patience is a plant
That grows not in all gardens.
1311
LONGFELLOW:  Michael Angelo, Pt. ii., 4.

There are times when patience proves at fault. 1312 ROBERT BROWNING:  Paracelsus, Sc. 3.

=Patriotism.=

Strike—­for your altars and your fires;
Strike—­for the green graves of your sires;
God, and your native land!
1313
FITZ-GREENE HALLECK:  Marco Bozzaris.

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One Nation evermore!
1314
OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES:  Voyage of the Good Ship Union.

My country, ’t is of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,—­
    Of thee I sing: 
Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims’ pride,
From every mountain side
    Let freedom ring.
1315
SAMUEL F. SMITH:  National Hymn.

Sail on, O Ship of State! 
Sail on, O Union, strong and great! 
Humanity with all its fears,
With all the hopes of future years,
Is hanging breathless on thy fate!
1316
LONGFELLOW:  Building of the Ship.

=Peace.=

A peace is of the nature of a conquest;
For then both parties nobly are subdued,
And neither party loser.
1317
SHAKS.:  2 Henry IV., Act iv., Sc. 2.

I, in this weak piping time of peace,
Have no delight to pass away the time,
Unless to see my shadow in the sun.
1318
SHAKS.:  Richard III., Act i., Sc. 1.

Why prate of peace? when, warriors all,
We clank in harness into hall,
And ever bare upon the board
Lies the necessary sword.
1319
ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON:  The Woodman.

Peace hath her victories,
No less renowned than war.
1320
MILTON:  Sonnet xvi.

Peace was on the earth and in the air. 1321 WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT:  The Ages, St. 30.

=Pearls.=

Go boldly forth, my simple lay,
Whose accents flow with artless ease,
Like orient pearls at random strung.
1322
SIR WILLIAM JONES:  A Persian Song of Hafiz.