Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
A poet not in love is out at sea;
He must have a lay-figure.
A poet not in love is out at sea;
He must have a lay-figure.
The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.
The sweetest joy, the wildest woe is love.
England! my country, great and free!
Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
England! my country, great and free!
Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with read more
Night comes, world-jewelled, . . .
The stars rush forth in myriads as to wage
War with the lines of Darkness; and the moon,
Pale ghost of Night, comes haunting the cold earth
After the sun's red sea-death--quietless.
As the master so the valet. (Like master, like man.)
[Fr., Fel maltre, tel valet.]
As the master so the valet. (Like master, like man.)
[Fr., Fel maltre, tel valet.]
