Philip James Bailey
Philip James Bailey
Philip James Baileywas an English Spasmodic poet, best known as the author of Festus...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth22 April 1816
love truth truth-is
The truth of truths is love.
love life fashion
Ask not of me, love, what is love? Ask what is good of God above; Ask of the great sun what is light; Ask what is darkness of the night; Ask sin of what may be forgiven; Ask what is happiness of heaven; Ask what is folly of the crowd; Ask what is fashion of the shroud; Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss; Ask of thyself what beauty is.
Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
sweet light feelings
The poet's pen is the true divining rod Which trembles towards the inner founts of feeling; Bringing to light and use, else hid from all, The many sweet clear sources which we have of good and beauty in our own deep bosoms; And marks the variations of all mind As does the needle.
men accidents
What men call accident is God's own part.
power use
He hath no power that hath not power to use.
art women thee
Thou art a woman, And that is saying the best and worst of thee.
life woe-unto woe-is-me
I cannot love as I have loved, And yet I know not why; It is the one great woe of life To feel all feeling die.
life serious life-is
Life is as serious a thing as death.
home heart blessedness
Blest is he whose heart is the home of the great dead and their great thoughts.
wisdom stars home
I cannot be content with less than heaven; Living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacrjd seat of intellective time; Field of the soul 's best wisdom : home of truth , Star-throned.
love thinking might
Could we but think with the intensity we love with, we might do great things.
life long age
It matters not how long we live but how.
thinking self space
Leave the poor Some time for self-improvement. Let them not Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms For bread, but have some space to think and feel Like moral and immortal creatures.