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.