Thomas Gray

1716 - 1771

A Quote by Thomas Gray on fatherhood, god, hope, and merit

No further seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Epitaph.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on eternity and lies

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 (1716 - 1771)

Source: To Mr. West. Letter iv. Third Series.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on desires and love

O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Progress of Poesy. I. 3, Line 16.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on praise

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Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 10.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on science

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While bright-eyed Science watches round.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Ode for Music. Chorus. Line 3.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on freedom, glory, mind, and shame

Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Progress of Poesy. II. 2, Line 10.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 20.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Fatal Sisters. Line 3.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Fatal Sisters. Line 3.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on friendship, heaven, sincerity, soul, and wishes

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere, Heaven did a recompense as largely send: He gave to mis'ry (all he had) a tear, He gained from Heav'n ('t was all he wish'd) a friend.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Epitaph.

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