Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Burn to be great,
Pay not thy praise to lofty things alone.
The plains are everlasting as read more
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.
The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God read more
The beautiful are never desolate;
But some one alway loves them--God or man.
If man abandons, God himself takes them.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
He hath no power that hath not power to use.
He hath no power that hath not power to use.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
Night brings out stars as sorrow shows us truths.
