We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial

ethereal woman

He most lives, who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best

We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial
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We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives,
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.
And he whose heart beats quickest lives the longest:
Lives in one hour more than in years do some
Whose fat blood sleeps as it slips along the veins.
Life is but a means unto an end: that end,
Beginning, mean, and end to all things – God.
The dead have all the glory of the world.

by Philip James Bailey (22 April 1816 – 6 September 1902)
from Festus
image – krystynana

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3 Responses to “We live in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not breaths; In feelings, not in figures on a dial”

  1. clarissa mcfairy Says:

    Lofty and lifty! I cannot speak for others, but I do believe that one can live in one hour, or one day, or one week, more than in many years. Ultimately, it seems to have naught to do with time as we measure it, and everything to do with the heart which is timeless and enduring, all at once. In the same way, one can meet a stranger whom one feels one has known forever.

  2. E. A. Able Says:

    Do you know this poem? The source is mammoth – over 700 pages of striving and soul searching. Bailey wrote and re-wrote it most of his life. Some peers and critics said he was one of the world’s greatest poets, ranking up there with Byron, better than Browning. He’s nearly unknown today, as is the very concept of a 700 page poem!

    Even in his time it was being excerpted. 😉

  3. renee Says:

    wow!!!

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