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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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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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Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
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Dear Lord, our God and Saviour! for Thy gifts The world were poor in thanks, though every soul Were to do nought but breathe them, every blade Of grass, and every atomie of earth To utter it like dew.
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There is no disappointment we endure one-half so great as what we are to ourselves.
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For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed, So poets live upon the living light.
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Men might be better if we better deemed of them.
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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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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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Man is one and he hath one great heart. It is thus we feel, with a gigantic throb athwart the sea, each other's rights and wrongs thus are we men.
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The strongest passion which I have is honor.
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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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Death, thou art infinite it is life is little.
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A poet not in love is out at sea He must have a lay-figure.
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Blessings star forth forever but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.
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Where doubt there truth is - 'tis her shadow.
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None but God can fill the perfect whole.
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Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen.
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