Maxioms by Philip James Bailey
Dewdrops, Nature's tears, which she
Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die.
The sun read more
Dewdrops, Nature's tears, which she
Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die.
The sun insists on gladness; but at night,
When he is gone, poor Nature loves to weep.
Faith is a higher faculty than reason.
Faith is a higher faculty than reason.
He hath no power that hath not power to use.
He hath no power that hath not power to use.
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.
Who never doubted, never half believed.
Where doubt there truth is--'tis her shadow.
Who never doubted, never half believed.
Where doubt there truth is--'tis her shadow.
