Book 2 — LOVE, HOPE, AND PATIENCE IN EDUCATION[481:1]

O'er wayward childhood would'st thou hold firm rule, And sun thee in the light of happy faces; Love, Hope, and Patience, these must be thy graces, And in thine own heart let them first keep school. For as old Atlas on his broad neck places 5 Heaven's starry globe, and there sustains it;—so Do these upbear the little world below Of Education,—Patience, Love, and Hope. [482]Methinks, I see them group'd in seemly show, The straiten'd arms upraised, the palms aslope, 10 And robes that touching as adown they flow, Distinctly blend, like snow emboss'd in snow. O part them never! If Hope prostrate lie, Love too will sink and die. But Love is subtle, and doth proof derive 15 From her own life that Hope is yet alive; And bending o'er, with soul-transfusing eyes, And the soft murmurs of the mother dove, Woos back the fleeting spirit, and half supplies;— Thus Love repays to Hope what Hope first gave to Love. 20 Yet haply there will come a weary day, When overtask'd at length Both Love and Hope beneath the load give way. Then with a statue's smile, a statue's strength, Stands the mute sister, Patience, nothing loth, 25 And both supporting does the work of both.

Methinks I see them now, the triune group, With straiten'd arms uprais'd, the Palms aslope Robe touching Robe beneath, and blending as they flow.

Then like a Statue with a Statue's strength, And with a Smile, the Sister Fay of those Who at meek Evening's Close To teach our Grief repose, Their freshly-gathered store of Moonbeams wreath On Marble Lips, a Chantrey has made breathe.