Thomas Gray

1716 - 1771

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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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Bard. I. 2, Line 5.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on mankind and mercy

Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 17.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on progress

From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Progress of Poesy. I. 1, Line 3.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on day, health, heaven, peace, and wealth

From toil he wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful night; Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude. Line 93.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on blush

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Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on blush, darkness, and serenity

Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear; Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 14.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Glance their many-twinkling feet.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Progress of Poesy. I. 3, Line 11.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on life

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Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 12.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on glory, soul, and vision

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Bard. III. 1, Line 11.

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