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Thomas Gray quotes
Born: 12/26/1716
Died: 07/30/1771
Country: united_kingdom
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- Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. (Thomas Gray) [flower/waste]
- Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; / Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. (Thomas Gray) [light/eyes]
- The meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise. (Thomas Gray) [sun/paradise]
- Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. (Thomas Gray) [poetry/thoughts/words]
- Too poor for a bribe and too proud to importune, he had not the method of making a fortune. (Thomas Gray) [method/fortune]
- The paths of glory lead but to the grave. (Thomas Gray)
- Visions of glory, spare my aching sight. (Thomas Gray)
- A favorite has no friend! (Thomas Gray)
- Where once my careless childhood strayed,/ A stranger yet to pain. (Thomas Gray) [childhood/stranger/pain]
- And weep the more, because I weep in vain. (Thomas Gray) [more]
- Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations. (Thomas Gray) [changes/genius]
- Brushing with hasty steps the dews away / To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. (Thomas Gray) [sun]
- Who foremost now delight to cleave / With pliant arm thy glassy wave? (Thomas Gray) [delight]
- Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, the rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. (Thomas Gray)
- Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault / The pealing anthem swells the note of praise. (Thomas Gray)
- Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, / The moping owl does to the moon complain. (Thomas Gray)
- Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, the rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep. (Thomas Gray)
- Alas! regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills to come nor care beyond today. (Thomas Gray) [care]
- The paths of glory lead but to the grave. (Thomas Gray)
- A favorite has no friend! (Thomas Gray)
- Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method of making a fortune. (Thomas Gray) [method/fortune]
- Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms. (Thomas Gray) [youth]
- Thought would destroy their paradise. (Thomas Gray) [destroy/paradise]
- Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations. (Thomas Gray) [changes/genius]
- Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills to come, nor care beyond today. (Thomas Gray)
- He gave to misery (all he had) a tear. (Thomas Gray)
- I shall be but a shrimp of an author. (Thomas Gray)
- If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes. (Thomas Gray)
- 'Tis folly to be wise. (Thomas Gray)
- Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. (Thomas Gray)
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