Philip James Bailey

Joys
Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too.
- Philip James Bailey, Festus

Joys
Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too.
- Philip James Bailey, Festus

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with read more

Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon,
Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth
After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.

America! half brother of the world!
With something good and bad of every land.

America! half brother of the world!
With something good and bad of every land.

The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat oneself

The first and worst of all frauds is to cheat oneself

For ivy climbs the crumbling hall
To decorate decay.

For ivy climbs the crumbling hall
To decorate decay.