Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed,
So poets live upon the living light.
For as nightingales do upon glow-worms feed,
So poets live upon the living light.
The dew,
'Tis of the tears which stars weep, sweet with joy.
The dew,
'Tis of the tears which stars weep, sweet with joy.
There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.
There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.
