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Write to the mind and heart, and let the ear Glean after what it can.
Philip James Bailey
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Philip James Bailey
Age: 86 †
Born: 1816
Born: April 22
Died: 1902
Died: September 6
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The strongest passion which I have is honor.
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Life is as serious a thing as death.
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Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.
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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.
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Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life But needs it and may learn.
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Any heart turned Godward feels more joyIn one short hour of prayer, than e'er was raisedBy all the feasts of earth since its foundation.
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Blessings star forth forever but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.
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The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise and to the fool, And to the false, error and truth alike, Error is worse than ignorance.
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Music tells no truths.
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The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
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Nature means Necessity.
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And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
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It is much less what we do than what we think, which fits us for the future.
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Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.
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Look on the bee upon the wing 'mong flowers How brave, how bright his life! then mark, him hiv'd, Cramp'd, cringing in his self-built, social cell, Thus it is in the world-hive most where men Lie deep in cities as in drifts.
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Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.
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The heart is its own Fate.
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