The sun, centre and sire of light, The keystone of the world-built arch of heaven. — Philip James Bailey
Blest is he whose heart is the home of the great dead and their great thoughts. — Philip James Bailey
Lowliness is the base of every virtue, And he who goes the lowest builds the safest. — Philip James Bailey
Corruption springs from light: ’tis one same power Creates, preserves, destroys; matter — Philip James Bailey
Tis light translateth night; ’tis inspiration Expounds experience; ’tis the west explains — Philip James Bailey
The course of Nature seems a course of Death, And nothingness the whole substantial thing. — Philip James Bailey