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The strongest passion which I have is honor.
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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Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.
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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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The goodness of the heart is shown in deeds Of peacefulness and kindness. Hand and heart Are one thing with the good, as thou should'st be. Do my words trouble thee? then treasure them, Pain overgot gives peace, as death doth Heaven. All things that speak of Heaven speak of peace.
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Life's but a means unto an end, that end, Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.
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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.
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There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves.
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America, thou half-brother of the world with something good and bad of every land.
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All are of the race of God, and have in themselves good.
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It matters not how long we live but how.
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Blessings star forth forever but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.
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There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence.
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For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed, So poets live upon the living light.
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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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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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Stars which stand as thick as dewdrops on the field of heaven.
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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.
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Music tells no truths.
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The ground of all great thoughts is sadness.
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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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The poet's pen is the true divining rod Which trembles towards the inner founts of feeling Bringing to light and use, else hid from all, The many sweet clear sources which we have of good and beauty in our own deep bosoms And marks the variations of all mind As does the needle.
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