Philip James Bailey

There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.

There are whole veins of diamonds in thine eyes,
Might furnish crowns for all the Queens of earth.

Earth took her shining station as a star,
In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

Earth took her shining station as a star,
In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.

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.

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.

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.