Philip James Bailey ( 10 of 77 )
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.
Great thoughts, like great deeds, need
No trumpet.
Great thoughts, like great deeds, need
No trumpet.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
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.
The truth is perilous never to the true,
Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool,
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The truth is perilous never to the true,
Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool,
And to the false, error and truth alike,
Error is worse than ignorance.
For ivy climbs the crumbling hall
To decorate decay.
For ivy climbs the crumbling hall
To decorate decay.
Poetry is itself a thing of God;
He made his prophets poets;and the more
We feel of read more
Poetry is itself a thing of God;
He made his prophets poets;and the more
We feel of poesie do we become
Like God in love and power,--under-makers.
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
My favoured temple is in an humble heart.
My favoured temple is in an humble heart.
The worst men often give the best advice.
Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts.
The worst men often give the best advice.
Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts.
