Where once my careless childhood strayed, A stranger yet to pain.
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Visions of glory, spare my aching sight Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul.Thomas Gray
And waste their sweetness on the desert air.
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Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Thomas Gray
The language of the age is never the language of poetry, except among the French, whose verse, where the thought or image does not support it, differs in nothing from prose.
Thomas Gray
One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree Another came nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he.
Thomas Gray
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.
Thomas Gray
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