“Leave the poor Some time for self-improvement. Let them not Be forced to grind the bones out of their arms For bread, but have some space to think and feel Like moral and immortal creatures.”
Book:Festus: a poem
Quote by Philip James Bailey
Work
Festus: a poem
Festus: a poem is a literary composition that employs the art of poetry to delve into the character or concept of Festus, offering readers a reflective and expressive narrative. more
Author
Philip James Bailey
Philip James Bailey (April 22, 1816 – September 6, 1902) was an English poet of the Victorian era, best known for his epic poem 'Festus'. Born in Nottingham, he studied law at the University of Glasgow but chose poetry over a legal career. 'Festus', published in 1839, is a philosophical and religious epic exploring themes of faith, love, and redemption, which gained considerable popularity and went through multiple editions. Influenced by Byron and Shelley, Bailey's work reflects Romantic idealism and Victorian moral concerns. Despite later works like 'The Angel World' and 'The Mystic', he never replicated the success of 'Festus'. He spent most of his life in Nottingham and Jersey, and died in relative obscurity. Today, he is remembered as a minor but notable figure in Victorian poetry. more
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