James Bailey
James Bailey
James Anthony Bailey, born James Anthony McGinnis, was an American circus ringmaster...
ProfessionOther
Date of Birth4 July 1847
CityDetroit, MI
spring self light
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.
men might ifs
Men might be better if we better deemed of them.
kindness needs may
Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life But needs it and may learn.
joy skins skin-deep
And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
ivy crumbling decay
For ivy climbs the crumbling hall To decorate decay.
hero masters valet
As the master so the valet.
hate wrath sin
Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.
war greatness two
Burn to be great, Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone. The plains are everlasting as the hills, The bard cannot have two pursuits; aught else Comes on the mind with the like shock as though Two worlds had gone to war, and met in air.
heart fate
The heart is its own Fate.
country heart england
England! my country, great and free! Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
sweet stars joy
The dew, 'Tis of the tears which stars weep, sweet with joy.
death kings flower
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.
stars war moon
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.
suicide hands makers
We must not pluck death from the Maker's hand.