Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear. Thomas Gray More Quotes by Thomas Gray More Quotes From Thomas Gray No further seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode (There they alike in trembling hope repose), The bosom of his Father and his God. Thomas Gray merithopefather 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 painwisehappiness O'er her warm cheek, and rising bosom, move Thomas Gray lovelifemoving Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills to come nor care beyond today. Thomas Gray parentingplaychildren Thought would destroy their paradise. Thomas Gray paradisedestructionthinking From Helicon's harmonious springs A thousand rills their mazy progress take. Thomas Gray brooksprogressspring Some bold adventurers disdain The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions date descry. Thomas Gray reignlittlesadventure 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 lapearthhumble 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. Thomas Gray gratitudesweetfall Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood, Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest, Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood. Thomas Gray tyrantscountryblood If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes. Thomas Gray hateeyemen Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations. Thomas Gray changescommercefategenius Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method of making a fortune. Thomas Gray makingpoorproudfortune He gave to misery (all he had) a tear. Thomas Gray teargavehemisery
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