Thomas Gray

1716 - 1771

A Quote by Thomas Gray on birth, earth, fame, fortune, humility, melancholy, science, and youth

Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: The Epitaph.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on men

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Ah, tell them they are men!

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 6.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Comus and his midnight crew.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Ode for Music. The Bard. III. 3, Line 2.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on laughter and madness

And moody madness laughing wild Amid severest woe.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 8.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on paradise

The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude. Line 53.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on knowledge, nobility, soul, and time

But Knowledge to their eyes her ample page, Rich with the spoils of time, did ne'er unroll; Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 13.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on simplicity

Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 8.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray

Rich windows that exclude the light, And passages that lead to nothing.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: A Long Story.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on bliss, happiness, and pain

Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 2.

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A Quote by Thomas Gray on death

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And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.

Thomas Gray (1716 - 1771)

Source: Elegy in a Country Churchyard. Stanza 21.

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