Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.
Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.
The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and read more
The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.
