Philip James Bailey Poems on Soul (26 Poems)

Festus – XLV (Philip James Bailey Poems)

‘Twas held of old by some heresiarch sage,Whose nobler name time bruits not overmuch,That evil and good, twin powers, as light and dark,Were destined to contest with varying mean,The world while e’er it lasts; but in the sumOf things, the … Continue reading →

Festus – VII (Philip James Bailey Poems)

A man in love sees wonders naturally.Ours sole,–abnormal gifts but gradual given,Can make participable his starry views,And intuitions spiritual instilled,May be, by angel kind of other worlds.An ominous parable told by his love, endured,Heart–faltering, he his constancy asserts:Still, who can … Continue reading →

Festus – II (Philip James Bailey Poems)

From heaven, soul–like, to earth. It is sundown. MarkThe heart’s state, empty and collapsed, the world’sVain pleasures leave us in, dissatisfied,Distraught, not penitent of them, in ourselves;Youth’s natural fitful unavailing struggleNote, ‘gainst temptation come unlooked for; power,Love, wisdom; who shall … Continue reading →

Festus – XXXIII (Philip James Bailey Poems)

As in our sky sometimes a vaporous massLow down, shows thunder threatening; while by windsOf happier, if adverse wing fanned, high up,Unutterably extolled, a cloud–stream clear,Tinged as with ghostliest silver, spreads, opposed,Its shadowy waveletage, bespeaking peaceProspective, genial change; so here; … Continue reading →

Festus – XIV (Philip James Bailey Poems)

Even while a starMight twinkle twice, or calm, retiring sea,Irresolute yet to leave, his moonlit kissShimmering repeat upon the impassive shore,The arch–fiend and youth, bound skyward, soaring holdDarkly, commune, like twilight and midnight,Of being and things to be, ‘mid interspaceOf … Continue reading →

Festus – XXVIII (Philip James Bailey Poems)

In such timeAs it takes to turn a leaf, we are in heaven;Making our way among the wheeling worlds,Millions of suns, half infinite each, and space,For ever shone into, for ever dark,As deity to and by created mind;Upborne by the … Continue reading →

Festus – VI (Philip James Bailey Poems)

Our nextAdventure seems to promise fair, for be thereOne scene, in life whence evil may be ruledAbsent, ’tis sure pure early love. But notLove sole, with the world untried before one’s eye,Eager to search all being, though of gross caresFreed, … Continue reading →

Festus – XIII (Philip James Bailey Poems)

In one of earth’sHead cities, awaiting this, the effect unknown,Of evil, not, truly, all–wise, we towerlike rise;With eminent but indifferent eye survey,Subdue, in thought, society, now in allIts greater grades seen. Secret science, sinceDivert to aims of power mysterious, schemesFor … Continue reading →

Festus – XXXVII (Philip James Bailey Poems)

Not on one plane indeviable, the soulMakes way, but moonlike waveringly as thoughNot to advance for a time content; the whileUrged by interior fate to compass heavenPauseless; the spirit’s instruction still proceeds;And God’s original end itself fulfil.Soul commune solitary with … Continue reading →

Festus – IV (Philip James Bailey Poems)

Now sets the youth out for joy, the city of joy,Whose walls illuminated with all–hued spheresBeacon the immense of life. He, ‘neath the careOf his kindly enemy, begins his course;Each aiding other; all beside abused.Heaven, hell, life pre–existent, things not … Continue reading →