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PHILIP BAILEY
He, in dark seasons of ignoble aims,
Disguised by noble titles, built a book
To God's great glory; while the whole world shook
With villainous ambition, called by names
Euphonious, and the poets plied for fame's
Ephemeral approval, he forsook
The World for Space, and lit in Space a nook,
With cressets kindled at the heavenly flames.
Disguised by noble titles, built a book
To God's great glory; while the whole world shook
With villainous ambition, called by names
Euphonious, and the poets plied for fame's
Ephemeral approval, he forsook
The World for Space, and lit in Space a nook,
With cressets kindled at the heavenly flames.
Send us another Bailey to devote
His life to one high task! Men crawl the ground
For grains of gold; oh, send us one to dote
On Nature and on God! To scorn “profound
Knowledge of surfaces”; to dwell remote,
Content with his own labour to be crowned.
His life to one high task! Men crawl the ground
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On Nature and on God! To scorn “profound
Knowledge of surfaces”; to dwell remote,
Content with his own labour to be crowned.
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