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
To each his suff'rings: all are men, / Condemn'd alike to groan, / The tender for another's pain; / Th' unfeeling for his own. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
In buskined measures move Pale Grief and pleasing Pain, With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain!… — 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
To each his suff'rings; all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan,- The tender for another's pain, Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet… — 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
