Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Could I love less, I should be happier now.
Could I love less, I should be happier now.
Faith is a higher faculty than reason.
Faith is a higher faculty than reason.
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.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
Ah, nothing comes to us too soon but sorrow.
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.
