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I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

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Thomas Gray
Age: 54 †
Born: 1716
Born: December 26
Died: 1771
Died: July 30
Literary Critic
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London
England
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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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Her track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.
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Any fool may write a most valuable book by chance, if he will only tell us what he heard and saw with veracity.
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Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed.
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Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
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Along the cool sequestered vale of life, They kept the noiseless tenour of their way.
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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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Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows, While proudly rising o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm.
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The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me.
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To brisk notes in cadence beating, glance their many-twinkling feet.
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To Contemplation's sober eye. / Such is the race of Man.
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The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastis'd by sabler tints of woe.
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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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Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
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The applause of list'ning senates to command, The threats of pain and ruin to despise, To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land, And read their history in a nation's eyes.
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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.
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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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Hands that the rod of empire might have sway'd, Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
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Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions date descry.
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O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of love.
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