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PITY. 
O brother man! fold to thy heart thy brother; 
Where pity dwells the peace of God is there. 
The truly brave are soft of heart and eyes, 
And feel for what their duty bids them do. 
— Whittier. 
-Byron. 
PLACES, LOW AND HIGH. 
From lowest place, when virtuous things proceed, 
The place is dignified by the doer’s deed; 
Where great additions swell, and virtue none, 
It is a dropsied honor; good alone 
Is good , without a name. 
— Shakespeare. 
POLITENESS. 
Politeness is to do and say 
The kindest things in the kindest way; 
Who doeth this with loving grace 
Will wear its beauty in the face, 
And bring to every changeful day 
The light of love to cheer the way. 
— Anonymous. 
POMP. 
Why, what is pomp, rule, reign, but earth and dust ? 
And, live we how we can, yet die we must. 
— Shakespeare. 
POVERTY. 
Through tatter’d clothes small vices do appear, 
Robes and furr’d gowns hide all. 
— Shakespeare. 
Oh, grant me, Heaven, a middle state,— 
Neither too humble nor too great; 
More than enough for Nature’s ends, 
With something left to treat my friends. 
— Anon. 
