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… — 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
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
Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.” — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of love. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Man's feeble race what ills await! Labour, and Penury, the racks of Pain, Disease, and Sorrow's weeping train, And Death, sad refuge… — 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
Along the cool sequestered vale of life, They kept the noiseless tenour of their way. — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. - Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College ” — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
“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 Image
Men will believe anything at all provided they are under no obligation to believe it. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
