Philip James Bailey

I love night more than day--she is so lovely;
But I love night the most because she brings
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I love night more than day--she is so lovely;
But I love night the most because she brings
My love to me in dreams which scarcely lie.

Every believer is God's miracle.

Every believer is God's miracle.

The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and read more

The death-change comes.
Death is another life. We bow our heads
At going out, we think, and enter straight
Another golden chamber of the king's
Larger than this we leave, and lovelier.
And then in shadowy glimpses, disconnect,
The story, flower-like, closes thus its leaves.
The will of God is all in all. He makes,
Destroys, remakes, for His own pleasure, all.

Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Worthy books
Are not companions--they are solitudes:
We lose ourselves in them and all our cares.

Imagination is the air of mind.

Imagination is the air of mind.