Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Could I love less, I should be happier now.
Could I love less, I should be happier now.
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.
Blessing star forth forever; but a curse
Is like a cloud--it passes.
Blessing star forth forever; but a curse
Is like a cloud--it passes.
I love night more than day--she is so lovely;
But I love night the most because she brings
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I love night more than day--she is so lovely;
But I love night the most because she brings
My love to me in dreams which scarcely lie.
My favoured temple is in an humble heart.
My favoured temple is in an humble heart.