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What are ye orbs? The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?

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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P. J. Bailey
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Stars
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He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.
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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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Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.
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The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
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Grief hallows hearts, even while it ages heads.
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There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves.
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Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
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The sole equality on earth is death.
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Prayer is the spirit speaking truth to Truth.
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Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God And let each try, by great thoughts and good deeds, To show the most of Heaven he hath in him.
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Let us think less of men and more of God.
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Poetry is itself a thing of God He made his prophets poets and the more We feel of poesie do we become Like God in love and power,-under-makers.
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For ivy climbs the crumbling hall To decorate decay.
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Men might be better if we better deemed of them.
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The wind breathes not, and the wave Walks softly as above a grave.
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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.
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None but God can fill the perfect whole.
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Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.
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