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 on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Now as the Paradisiacal pleasures of the Mahometans consist in playing upon the flute and lying with Houris, be mine to read eternal new romances of Marivaux and Crebillon. — 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
