Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out read more
Leave the poor
Some time for self-improvement. Let them not
Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms
For bread, but have some space to think and feel
Like moral and immortal creatures.
England! my country, great and free!
Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
England! my country, great and free!
Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
Corruption springs from light: 'tis one same power
Creates, preserves, destroys; matter whereon
It works, on e'er read more
Corruption springs from light: 'tis one same power
Creates, preserves, destroys; matter whereon
It works, on e'er self-transmutative form,
Common to now the living, now the dead.
Both man and womankind belie their nature
When they are not kind.
Both man and womankind belie their nature
When they are not kind.
