Music lives within thy lips Like a nightingale in roses. — Philip James Bailey Flowers Copy Share Image
The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing. — Philip James Bailey Courses Copy Share Image
There is no surer mark of the absence of the highest moral and intellectual qualities than a cold reception of excellence. — Philip James Bailey Absence Copy Share Image
I run the gauntlet of a file of doubts, Each one of which down hurls me to the ground. — Philip James Bailey Doubt Copy Share Image
Blest is he whose heart is the home of the great dead and their great thoughts. — Philip James Bailey Blessedness Copy Share Image
Man is one; and he hath one great heart. It is thus we feel, with a gigantic throb athwart the sea, each… — Philip James Bailey Feels Copy Share Image
The truth is perilous never to the true, Nor knowledge to the wise; and to the fool, And to the false, error… — Philip James Bailey Errors Copy Share Image
Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen. — Philip James Bailey Dream Copy Share Image
Let each man think himself an act of God, His mind a thought, his life a breath of God; And let each… — Philip James Bailey Deeds Copy Share Image
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 Breasts Copy Share Image
I cannot be content with less than heaven; Living, and comprehensive of all life. Thee, universal heaven, celestial all; Thee, sacrjd seat… — Philip James Bailey Celestial Copy Share Image
