Philip James Bailey Quotes - Page 6

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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.

  Philip James Bailey

  Thinking, Self, Space

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.96

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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.

  Philip James Bailey

  Intellectual, Excellence, Quality

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• Evil is limited. One cannot form
  A scheme for universal evil.

  Philip James Bailey

  Evil, Form, Schemes

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.494

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• Death, thou art infinite; it is life is little.

  Philip James Bailey

  Death, Art, Littles

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.463

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• Burn to be great, Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone. The plains are everlasting as the hills, The bard cannot have two pursuits; aught else Comes on the mind with the like shock as though Two worlds had gone to war, and met in air.

  Philip James Bailey

  War, Greatness, Air

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• Hell is the wrath of God--His hate of sin.

  Philip James Bailey

  Hate, Wrath, Sin

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.325

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• As the master so the valet.

  Philip James Bailey

  Hero, Masters, Valet

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• Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow.

  Philip James Bailey

  Snow, Lips, Peeping

  Philip James Bailey (1848). “Beauties of Festus”, p.45

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• Death is another life.

  Philip James Bailey

  Death, Life Death, Another Life

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.445

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• Evil then results from imperfection.

  Philip James Bailey

  Evil, Imperfection, Results

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.312

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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.

  Philip James Bailey

  God, Dear Lord, Soul

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.406

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• Who can mistake great thoughts? They seize upon the mind; arrest and search, And shake it; bow the tall soul as by wind; Rush over it like a river reeds.

  Philip James Bailey

  Mistake, Wind, Rivers

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.139

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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.

  Philip James Bailey

  Poetry, Prophet, Makers

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.10

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• Love spends his all, and still hath store.

  Philip James Bailey

  Love, Life, Stores

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.268

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• Poets are all who love, who feel great truths, And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.

  Philip James Bailey

  Love, Truth, Poet

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.228

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• Life's but a means unto an end, that end,
  Beginning, mean, and end to all things--God.

  Philip James Bailey

  Life, Mean, Ends

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.85

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• Life is as serious a thing as death.

  Philip James Bailey

  Life, Serious, Life Is

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• Blessings star forth forever; but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.

  Philip James Bailey

  Stars, Blessing, Clouds

  Philip James Bailey (1845). “Festus: A Poem”, p.396

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• He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.

  Philip James Bailey

  Heart, Sorrow, Knows

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• All are of the race of God, and have in themselves good.

  Philip James Bailey

  Race, Good Man, Goodness

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.13

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• O, there is naught on earth worth being known but God and our own souls!

  Philip James Bailey

  God, Soul, Earth

  Philip James Bailey (1857). “Festus: a poem”, p.164

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• Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.

  Philip James Bailey

  Night, Shadow

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