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The wind breathes not, and the wave Walks softly as above a grave.

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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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My favoured temple is an humble heart.
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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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Grief hallows hearts, even while it ages heads.
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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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Naught but God Can satisfy the soul.
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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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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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Words are the motes of thought, and nothing more.
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Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.
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Man is a military animal, glories in gunpowder, and loves parade.
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Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen.
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And these are joys, like beauty, but skin deep.
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Sorrow is a stone that crushes a single bearer to the ground, while two are able to carry it with ease.
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Kindness is wisdom. There is none in life But needs it and may learn.
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The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing.
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