=Possession.=

What we have we prize not to the worth,
Whiles we enjoy it; but being lacked and lost,
Why then we rack the value, then we find
The virtue that possession would not show us
Whiles it was ours.
1359
SHAKS.:  Much Ado, Act iv., Sc. 1.

Possession means to sit astride of the world, Instead of having it astride of you. 1360 CHARLES KINGSLEY:  Saint’s Tragedy, Act i., Sc. 2.

=Poverty.=

My poverty, but not my will, consents. 1361 SHAKS.:  Rom. and Jul., Act v., Sc. 1.

If we from wealth to poverty descend, Want gives to know the flatterer from the friend. 1362 DRYDEN:  Wife of Bath, Line 485.

Most wretched men
Are cradled into poetry by wrong. 
They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
1363
SHELLEY:  Julian and Maddalo.

In ev’ry sorrowing soul I pour’d delight,
And poverty stood smiling in my sight.
1364
POPE:  Odyssey, Bk. xvii., Line 505.

=Power.=

What can power give more than food and drink, To live at ease, and not be bound to think? 1365 DRYDEN:  Medal, Line 235.

The good old rule
Sufficeth them, the simple plan,
That they should take who have the power,
And they should keep who can.
1366
WORDSWORTH:  Rob Roy’s Grave.

=Prairie.=

Far in the East like low-hung clouds
  The waving woodlands lie;
Far in the West the glowing plain
  Melts warmly in the sky. 
No accent wounds the reverent air,—­
  No footprint dints the sod,—­
Low in the light the prairie lies
  Rapt in a dream of God.
1367
JOHN HAY:  The Prairie.

=Praise.=

Praising what is lost,
Makes the remembrance dear.
1368
SHAKS.:  All ’s Well, Act v., Sc. 3.

Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And without sneering teach the rest to sneer. 1369 POPE:  Prologue to the Satires, Line 201.

=Prayer.=

Let never day nor night unhallowed pass, But still remember what the Lord hath done. 1370 SHAKS.:  2 Henry VI., Act ii., Sc. 1.

If by prayer
Incessant I could hope to change the will
Of him who all things can, I would not cease
To weary him with my assiduous cries;
But prayer against his absolute decree
No more avails than breath against the wind
Blown stifling back on him that breathes it forth: 
Therefore to his great bidding I submit.
1371
MILTON:  Par.  Lost, Bk. xi., Line 307.

He prayeth best who loveth best
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.
1372
COLERIDGE:  Ancient Mariner, Pt. vii.

God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers,
And thrusts the thing we have prayed for in our face,
A gauntlet with a gift in ’t.
1373
MRS. BROWNING:  Aurora Leigh, Bk. ii.