Philip James Bailey. 1816- ——.
We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
Life 's but a means unto an end; that end
Beginning, mean, and end to all things,—God.
Festus. Scene, A Country Town.
Poets are all who love, who feel great truths,
And tell them; and the truth of truths is love.
Scene, Another and a Better World.
America! half-brother of the world!
With something good and bad of every land.
Scene, The Surface.