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
death war blood
Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
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.
life life-death awe
Life hath more awe than death.
death art littles
Death, thou art infinite; it is life is little.
death life-death another-life
Death is another life.
love life-is without-love
Life is less than nothing without love.
love-is sea poet
A poet not in love is out at sea; He must have a lay-figure.
art god nature
Art is man's nature; nature is God's art.
dream states happens
Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen.
eye tired looks
I am tired of looking on what is, One might as well see beauty never more, As look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired.
ignorance errors
Error is worse than ignorance.
faith uplifting eye
True faith nor biddeth nor abideth form, The bended knee, the eye uplift; is all Which men need render; all which God can bear. What to the faith are forms? A passing speck, A crow upon the sky.
stars air shining
When I forget that the stars shine in air-- When I forget that beauty is in stars-- When I forget that love with beauty is-- Will I forget thee: till then all things else.
future lifts shrouds
Oh, could we lift the future's sable shroud.