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Blessings star forth forever; but a curse is like a cloud, it passes.
Philip James Bailey
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Wan night, the shadow goer, came stepping in.
Philip James Bailey
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Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow.
Philip James Bailey
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The measure of civilization in a people is to be found in its just appreciation of the wrongfulness of war.
Philip James Bailey
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Mind and night will meet, though in silence, like forbidden lovers.
Philip James Bailey
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All are of the race of God, and have in themselves good.
Philip James Bailey
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What are ye orbs? The words of God? the Scriptures of the skies?
Philip James Bailey
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The hero is the world-man, in whose heart One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
Philip James Bailey
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Most terrors are but spectral illusions. Only have the courage of the man who could walk up to his spectre seated in the chair before him, and sit down upon it; the horrid thing will not partake the chair with you.
Philip James Bailey
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Ask not of me, love, what is love? Ask what is good of God above; Ask of the great sun what is light; Ask what is darkness of the night; Ask sin of what may be forgiven; Ask what is happiness of heaven; Ask what is folly of the crowd; Ask what is fashion of the shroud; Ask what is sweetness of thy kiss; Ask of thyself what beauty is.
Philip James Bailey
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Death is the universal salt of states; Blood is the base of all things--law and war.
Philip James Bailey
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Obey thy genius, for a minister it is unto the throne of fate. Draw to thy soul, and centralize the rays which are around of the Divinity.
Philip James Bailey
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Wisdom is seldom gained without suffering.
Philip James Bailey
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Offended vanity is the great separator in social life.
Philip James Bailey
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Envy's a coal comes hissing hot from Hell.
Philip James Bailey
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The worst men often give the best advice. Our deeds are sometimes better than our thoughts.
Philip James Bailey
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They who forgive most shall be most forgiven.
Philip James Bailey
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Imagination is the air of mind.
Philip James Bailey
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Dreams are rudiments Of the great state to come. We dream what is About to happen.
Philip James Bailey
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He who has most of heart knows most of sorrow.
Philip James Bailey
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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.
Philip James Bailey
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Nature means Necessity.
Philip James Bailey
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I am tired of looking on what is, One might as well see beauty never more, As look upon it with an empty eye. I would this world were over. I am tired.
Philip James Bailey
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Men might be better if we better deemed of them.
Philip James Bailey
