The insect-youth are on the wing, Eager to taste the honied spring, And float amid the liquid noon! — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
The Attic warbler pours her throat, Responsive to the cuckoo's note, The untaught harmony of spring. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
T'was Spring, t'was Summer, all was gay Now Autumn bears a cloud brow The flowers of Spring are swept way And Summer… — 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
