A late lark twitters from the quiet skies: And from the west, Where the sun, his day's work ended, Lingers as in content, There falls on the old, gray city An influence luminous and serene, A shining peace.
This hand, to tyrants ever sworn the foe, For freedom only deals the deadly blow; Then sheathes in calm repose the vengeful blade, For gentle peace in freedom's hallowed shade.
Peace be with you. [Vulgate Lat., Pax vobiscum.]
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men.
And into whatsoever house ye enter, first say, Peace be to this house. [Vulgate Lat., Pax huic domui.]
And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.
Her ways are ways of pleasantness, and all her paths are peace.
For my brethren and companions' sake, I will now ask, Peace be with thee.
Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
The fiercest agonies have shortest reign; And after dreams of horror, comes again The welcome morning with its rays of peace.
Mark! where his carnage and his conquests cease, He makes a solitude and calls it--peace!
I prefer the most unfair peace to the most righteous war. [Lat., Iniquissimam pacem justissimo bello antefero.]
War leads to peace. [Lat., Cedant arma togae.]
For to me every sort of peace with the citizens seemed to be of more service than civil war. [Lat., Mihi enim omnis pax cum civibus bello civili utilior videbatur.]
Nor is heaven always at peace. [Lat., Nec sidera pacem Semper habent.]
A severe war lurks under the show of peace. [Lat., Mars gravior sub pace latet.]
The gentleman [Josiah Quincy] cannot have forgotten his own sentiment, uttered even on the floor of this House, "Peaceably if we can, forcibly if we must."
Peace rules the day, where reason rules the mind.
Though peace be made, yet it's interest that keep peace.
Such subtle covenants shall be made, Till peace itself is war in masquerade.
At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.
Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.
Peace has its victories, but it takes a brave man to win them.
Peace is a journey of a thousand miles and it must be taken one step at a time.
Peace has its victories no less than war, but it doesn't have as many monuments to unveil.