Poem by Thomas Dekker

Patience

Patience! why, 'tis the soul of peace:
OF all the virtues, 'tis nearest kin to heaven:
It makes men look like gods. The best of men
That e'er wore earth about Him was a sufferer;
A soft, meek, patient, humble, tranquil spirit;
The first true gentleman that ever breathed.

1. Fortune Smiles
2. Beauty Arise
3. Cast Away Care
4. Rose
5. Here Lies The Blithe Spring

Edith Wharton Patience ("PATIENCE and I have traveled hand in hand")

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