We'll be calm And know that, when indeed our Joves come down, We all turn stiller than we have ever been. Aurora Leigh. ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING. I have none, O fret not after knowledge! And yet my song comes native with the warmth. From a Sonnet. JOHN KEATS. The threads our hands in blindness spin Works out a pattern not as ours. Through wish, resolve, and act, our will Overruled. JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER. XVI. Patience. The Poet. Teach me your mood, O patient stars! RALPH WALDO EMERSON. Rocked me to patience.Time, that aged nurse, Endymion. JOHN KEATS. PATIENCE. Morality. We cannot kindle when we will But tasks in hours of insight willed MATTHEW ARNOLD. O small beginnings, ye are great and strong, To W. L. Garrison. JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts; Columbus. JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL. How life in truth was sharply set with ills; And took but wounds and worries for their pains, Whereas the wise withheld their patient hands, Nor plucked green pleasures till the sun and rains And seasonable ripenings burst all bands And opened wide the liberal burrs of life. Under the Cedarcroft Chestnut. SIDNEY LANIER. O power to do; O baffled will! The Waiting. JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER. Who best Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. (On his Blindness.) COMPENSATION. How many an acorn falls to die How many a suppliant wave of sound For one low utterance that found JOHN BANISTER TABB. |