Thomas Gray

1716 - 1771

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 angels, excess, life, and time

He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He saw; but blasted with excess of light, Closed his eyes in endless night.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Progress of Poesy. III. 2, Line 4.

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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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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 anxiety, cheerfulness, day, and resignation

For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 22.

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