Philip James Bailey Quotes

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Death is the universal salt of states;. Blood is the base of all things — law and war.

Philip James Bailey
He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall be.

Philip James Bailey
The sun, God's crest upon His azure shield, the heavens.

Philip James Bailey
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, — undermakers.

Philip James Bailey
Dew-drops, Nature's tears, which she
Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die.
The sun insists on gladness; but at night,
When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep.

Philip James Bailey
Could we but think with the intensity we love with, we might do great things.

Philip James Bailey
I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts,
Each one of which down hurls me to the ground.

Philip James Bailey
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.

Philip James Bailey
Soul of the world, divine Necessity,
Servant of God, and master of all things.

Philip James Bailey
Why Mammon sits before a million hearths
Where God is bolted out from every house.

Philip James Bailey
While men are what they are; while they have bad
Passions to be roused up: while ruled by men;
While all the powers and treasures of a land
At beck of the ambitious, wrongs may be
Offered, with insult; yea, while rights are worth
Maintaining; freedom keeping, or life having,
So long dread I, the sword shall shine.

Philip James Bailey
Dreams are rudiments
Of the great state to come. We dream what is
About to happen.

Philip James Bailey
Ask not of me, love, what is love?
Ask what is good of God above;
Ask of the great sun what is light;
Ask what is darkness of the night;
Ask sin of what may be forgiven;
Ask what is happiness of heaven;
Ask what is folly of the crowd;
Ask what is fashion of the shroud;
Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss;
Ask of thyself what beauty is.

Philip James Bailey
She spake,
And his love-wilder'd and idolatrous soul
Clung to the airy music of her words,
Like a bird on a bough, high swaying in the wind.

Philip James Bailey
Blessings star forth forever; but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.

Philip James Bailey
I cannot be content with less than heaven;
Living, and comprehensive of all life.
Thee, universal heaven, celestial all;
Thee, sacred seat of intellective time;
Field of the soul's best wisdom: home of truth,
Star-throned.

Philip James Bailey
The world is a great poem, and the world's
The words it is writ in, and we souls the thoughts.

Philip James Bailey
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.

Philip James Bailey
Thou wilt not chronicle our sand-like sins;
For sin is small, and mean, and barren. Good
Only is great, and generous, and fruitful.
Number the mountains, not the sands, O God!

Philip James Bailey
Walk
Boldly and wisely in that light thou hast —
There is a hand above will help thee on.

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

Philip James Bailey
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.

Philip James Bailey
Star unto star speaks light, and world to world
Repeats the passage of the universe
To God; the name of Christ — the one great word
Well worth all languages in earth or heaven.

Philip James Bailey
Remember that thy heart will shed its pleasures as thine eye its tears, and both leave loathsome furrows.

Philip James Bailey
Necessity, like electricity, is in ourselves and all things, and no more without us than within us.

Philip James Bailey
Who never doubted never half believed,
Where doubt there truth is — 'tis her shadow.

Philip James Bailey
Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which
Men are and ought to be accountable, —
If not to Thee, to those they influence.

Philip James Bailey
Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity.

Philip James Bailey
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.

Philip James Bailey
The sun, centre and sire of light,
The keystone of the world-built arch of heaven.

Philip James Bailey