Of thee I sing:

Land where my fathers died,
Land of the pilgrims' pride,
From every mountain side
Let freedom ring.

Samuel F. Smith: National Hymn.

One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,
One Nation evermore!

Holmes: Voyage of the Good Ship Union.

Our fathers' God! from out whose hand
The centuries fall like grains of sand,
We meet to-day, united, free,

And loyal to our land and Thee,
To thank Thee for the era done,

And trust Thee for the opening one.

Whittier: Centennial 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!

Longfellow: Building of the Ship.

Peace; see Calmness and Quiet.

Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace,
To silent envious tongues. Be just and fear not:
Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's,
Thy God's, and truth's.

Shakespeare: Henry VIII.

If I unwittingly, or in my rage,

Have aught committed that is hardly borne

By any in this presence, I desire
To reconcile me to his friendly peace:
"Tis death to me, to be at enmity;

I hate it, and desire all good men's love.

Shakespeare: Richard III.

Peace hath her victories,

No less renowned than war.

Milton: Sonnets.

Peace rules the day, where reason rules the mind.

Collins: Hassan.

O Peace! thou source and soul of social life;
Beneath whose calm inspiring influence,
Science his views enlarges, Art refines,
And swelling Commerce opens all her ports;
Blessed be the man divine, who gives us thee!
Thomson: Britannia.

Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease!
He makes a solitude, and calls it-peace.

Byron: Bride of Abydos.

We would have inward peace,

Yet will not look within;
We would have misery cease,

Yet will not cease from sin.

Matthew Arnold: Empedocles on Etna.

Pity, Compassion, Mercy; see Charity and Kindness.
The quality of mercy is not strain'd;

It droppeth, as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath: it is twice bless'd;
It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes:

"Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes The throned monarch better than his crown. Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice.

How would you be,

If He, which is the top of judgment, should
But judge you as you are? O, think on that,
And mercy then will breathe within your lips,
Like man new made.

Shakespeare: Measure for Measure.

Though justice be thy plea, consider this-
That in the course of justice, none of us
Should see salvation: we do pray for mercy;
And that same prayer doth teach us all to render
The deeds of mercy.

Shakespeare: Merchant of Venice.

The greatest attribute of Heaven is Mercy;
And 'tis the crown of Justice, and the glory,
Where it may kill with right, to save with pity.
Beaumont and Fletcher: Lover's Progress.

Soft pity never leaves the gentle breast

Where love has been received a welcome guest.

Teach me to feel another's woe,

To hide the fault I see;

Sheridan: Duenna.

That mercy I to others show,

That mercy show to me.

Pope: Universal Prayer.

Less pleasure take brave minds in battle won,
Than in restoring such as are undone;

Tigers have courage, and the rugged bear,
But man alone can, whom he conquers, spare.
Waller: To My Lord Protector.

Pleasure; see Joy and Happiness.

Pleasure, and revenge,

Have ears more deaf than adders, to the voice
Of any true decision.

Shakespeare: Troilus and Cressida.

Pleasure, or wrong or rightly understood,
Our greatest evil, or our greatest good.

Pope: Essay on Man.

I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house,
Wherein at ease for aye to dwell.

Tennyson: Palace of Art.

But pleasures are like poppies spread,-
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed;
Or like the snow falls in the river,-
A moment white-then melts forever.

Burns: Tam O'Shanter.

Death treads in pleasure's footsteps round the
world,

When pleasure treads the paths which reason shuns.
Young: Night Thoughts.

Pleasure that comes unlook'd for is thrice welcome.
Rogers: Italy.

Though sages may pour out their wisdom's treasure,
There is no sterner moralist than pleasure.

Byron: Don Juan.

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleas

ure turns to pain.

Browning: La Saisiaz.

Poetry, Poets; see Authorship, Books, Genius, and Imagination.

Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,
And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song.

The poetry of earth is never dead.

Keats.

Keats: Grasshopper and Cricket.

Blessings be with them, and eternal praise,
Who gave us nobler loves and nobler cares-
The poets who on earth have made us heirs
Of truth and pure delight, by heavenly lays.
Wordsworth: Personal Talk.

The poet's eye, in a fine frenzy rolling,

Doth glance from heaven to earth, from earth to heaven;

And, as imagination bodies forth

The forms of things unknown, the poet's pen
Turns them to shapes, and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream.

Poetry is

The grandest chariot wherein king-thoughts ride;—
One who shall fervent grasp the sword of song
As a stern swordsman grasps his keenest blade,
To find the quickest passage to the heart.

Alexander Smith: A Life Drama.