Not all that tempts your wandering eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize; Nor all that glisters gold. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
When love could teach a monarch to be wise, And gospel-light first dawn'd from Bullen's eyes. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
The applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land,… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
But knowledge to their eyes her ample page Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll; Chill Penury repressed their noble… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
The time will come, when thou shalt lift thine eyes To watch a long-drawn battle in the skies. While aged peasants, too… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
To contemplation's sober eye, Such is the race of man; And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
There are certain scenes that would awe an atheist into belief without the help of any other argument. — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray; Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the… — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of… — Thomas Gray Copy Share
“Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. - Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College ” — Thomas Gray Copy Share
“The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow’r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e’er gave Awaits alike the inevitable hour: The paths… — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Men will believe anything at all provided they are under no obligation to believe it. — Thomas Gray Copy Share
E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth… — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast. — Thomas Gray Copy Share
Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame. — Thomas Gray Copy Share
