Dewdrops, Nature's tears, which she Sheds in her own breast for the fair which die. The sun insists on gladness; but at… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
Dear Lord, our God and Saviour! for Thy gifts The world were poor in thanks, though every soul Were to do nought… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share Image
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… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share
It is fine to stand upon some lofty mountain thought, and feel the spirit stretch into a view. — Philip James Bailey Copy Share
Fine thoughts are wealth, for the right use of which Men are and ought to be accountable,-- If not to Thee, to those they… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share
The goodness of the heart is shown in deeds Of peacefulness and kindness. Hand and heart Are one thing with the good, as thou… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share
He is a fool who is not for love and beauty. I speak unto the young, for I am of them and always shall… — Philip James Bailey Copy Share
