PHILIP JAMES BAILEY QUOTES
English poet (1816-1902)
Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from hell.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
America, thou half-brother of the world;
With something good and bad of every land.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
The worst men often give the best advice.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
But though the mass
Be holy, yet the first-fruits God most loves.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Universal Hymn
Who knoweth God the sum of science owns.
The heavens record His handiwork; the earth
Worships His footsteps; life His breath repeats;
The soul His image; everlasting space,
The harmonies of His nature echoing, round
Reflects His vast extension; the great whole,
His boundless being, and His infinite mind.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Universal Hymn
As proud as Lucifer.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Surely the stars are images of love.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
All ways are byeways but the way of God,
So broad, not thought a road.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Universal Hymn
I love thee, London! for thy many men,
And for thy mighty deeds and scenes of glory.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
"London", The Angel World and Other Poems
Necessity, like electricity,
Is in ourselves and all things, and no more
Without us than within us; and we live,
We of this mortal mixture, in the same law
As the pure colorless intelligence
Which dwells in Heaven, and the dead Hadean shades.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
What are ye orbs?
The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Any heart turned Godward feels more joy
In one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raised
By all the feasts of earth since its foundation.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Joys are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
The sun, centre and sire of light,
The keystone of the world-built arch of heaven.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
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.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Music lives within thy lips
Like a nightingale in roses.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
And love is part and union in itself
Of all that is in nature, brilliant, pure--
Of all in feeling, sacred and sublime.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Great thoughts, like great deeds, need no trumpet.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus
Who never doubted never half believed
Where doubt there truth is -- 'tis her shadow.
PHILIP JAMES BAILEY
Festus