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We frolic while 'tis May.

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Thomas Gray
Age: 54 †
Born: 1716
Born: December 26
Died: 1771
Died: July 30
Literary Critic
Poet
London
England
Frolic
May

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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.
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And truth severe, by fairy fiction drest.
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Sweet is the breath of vernal shower,/ The bee's collected treasure sweet,/ Sweet music's melting fall, but sweeter yet/ The still small voice of gratitude.
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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.
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One principal characteristic of vice in the present age is the contempt of fame.
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Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
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I shall be but a shrimp of an author.
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And moody madness laughing wild Amid severest woe.
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Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.
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To Contemplation's sober eye. / Such is the race of Man.
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Where'er the oak's thick branches stretch A broader browner shade Where'er the rude and moss-grown beech O'er-canopies the glade, Beside some water's rushy brink With me the Muse shall sit, and think.
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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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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.
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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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Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.
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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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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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E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.
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Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear.
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How low, how little are the proud, How indigent the great!
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