Of whom to be dispraised were no small praise.
Paradise Regained, Bk. III. MILTON.
Praise from a friend, or censure from a foe,
Are lost on hearers that our merits know.
Iliad, Bk. X. HOMER. Trans. of. POPE.
Not in the clamor of the crowded street,
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng,
But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
The Poets. H.W. LONGFELLOW.
PRAYER.
Prayer moves the Hand which moves the world.
There is an Eye that Never Sleeps. J.A. WALLACE.
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part
Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
Hesperides: The Heart. R. HERRICK.
As down in the sunless retreats of the ocean
Sweet flowers are springing no mortal can see,
So deep in my soul the still prayer of devotion,
Unheard by the world, rises silent to Thee.
As Down in the Sunless Retreats. T. MOORE.
Her eyes are homes of silent prayer.
In Memoriam, XXXII. A. TENNYSON.
Be not afraid to pray—to pray is right.
Pray, if thou canst, with hope; but ever pray,
Though hope be weak or sick with long delay;
Pray in the darkness, if there be no light.
Prayer. H. COLERIDGE.
Pray to be perfect, though material leaven
Forbid the spirit so on earth to be;
But if for any wish thou darest not pray,
Then pray to God to cast that wish away.
Prayer. H. COLERIDGE.