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
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.
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.
spring heart eye
It is sad To see the light of beauty wane away, Know eyes are dimming, bosoms shrivelling, feet Losing their springs, and limbs their lily roundness; But it is worse to feel the heart-spring gone, To lose hope, care not for the coming thing, And feel all things go to decay within us.
eye heart tears
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.
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.
ignorance errors
Error is worse than ignorance.
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.
ungrateful-people scoundrels obligation
It is no great misfortune to oblige ungrateful people, but an unsupportable one to be forced to be under an obligation to a scoundrel.
joy bubbles
Joys Are bubble-like--what makes them bursts them too.
acquisition harvest application
Application is the price to be paid for mental acquisition. To have the harvest, we must sow the seed.