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Thomas Gray Inspirational Quotes (55)

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When love could teach a monarch to be wise, And gospel-light first dawn'd from Bullen's eyes.
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Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills to come nor care beyond today.
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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?
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To contemplation's sober eye, Such is the race of man And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began, Alike the busy and the gay, But flutter through life's little day.
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Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes, Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.
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To brisk notes in cadence beating, glance their many-twinkling feet.
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T'was Spring, t'was Summer, all was gay Now Autumn bears a cloud brow The flowers of Spring are swept way And Summer fruits desert the bough
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To Contemplation's sober eye. / Such is the race of Man.
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E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.
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Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.
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Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
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The time will come, when thou shalt lift thine eyes To watch a long-drawn battle in the skies. While aged peasants, too amazed for words, Stare at the flying fleets of wondrous birds.
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The different steps and degrees of education may be compared to the artificer's operations upon marble it is one thing to dig it out of the quarry, and another to square it, to give it gloss and lustre, call forth every beautiful spot and vein, shape it into a column, or animate it into a statue.
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The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
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Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed.
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Along the cool sequestered vale of life, They kept the noiseless tenour of their way.
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Can storied urn, or animated bust Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath? Can Honour's voice provoke the silent dust, Or Flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of Death?
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I shall be but a shrimp of an author.
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The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastis'd by sabler tints of woe.
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To each his suff'rings all are men, Condemn'd alike to groan,- The tender for another's pain, Th' unfeeling for his own. Yet ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, And happiness too swiftly flies? Thought would destroy their paradise. No more where ignorance is bliss, 'T is folly to be wise.
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Not all that tempts your wandering eyes And heedless hearts, is lawful prize Nor all that glisters gold.
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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.
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Chill penury repress'd their noble rage, And froze the genial current of the soul.
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Ah, tell them they are men!
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