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Thomas Gray was an English poet, scholar, and professor, best remembered for his poem "Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard." His contemplative and melancholic verse had a significant influence on English literature. He is regarded as one of the most important poets of the 18th century. Here are 91 of his quotes:

See the wretch that long has tost
On the thorny bed of pain,
At length repair his vigour lost,
And breathe and walk again:
The meanest floweret of the vale,
The simplest note that swells the gale,
The common sun, the air, the skies,
To him are opening paradise. (Thomas Gray)

Twas on a lofty vase's side, Where China's gayest art had dyed The azure flowers, that blow; Demurest of the tabby kind, The pensive Selima reclined, Gazed on the lake below.

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In glittering arms and glory dressed, High he rears his ruby crest. There the thundering strokes begin, There the press and there the din; Talymalfra's rocky shore Echoing to the battle's roar.

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Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r The moping owl does to the moon complain.

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Hear from the grave, great Taliessin, hear; They breathe a soul to animate thy clay. Bright Rapture calls, and soaring, as she sings, Waves in the eye of Heav'n her many-colour'd wings.

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Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.

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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.

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To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay.

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The verse adorn again Fierce War, and faithful Love, And Truth severe, by fairy Fiction drest.

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For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn, Or busy housewife ply her evening care: No children run to lisp their sire's return, Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.

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Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds,
Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds. (Thomas Gray)

Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.

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Or ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.

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What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know, And from her own she learned to melt at others' woe.

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Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind.

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While bright-eyed Science watches round.

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Rich windows that exclude the light, And passages that lead to nothing.

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Now my weary lips I close; Leave me, leave me to repose!

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Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, That crown the wat'ry glade.

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The social smile, the sympathetic tear.

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Brushing with hasty steps the dews away,
To meet the sun upon the upland lawn. (Thomas Gray)

And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.

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Glance their many-twinkling feet.

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Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air.

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The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.

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Occupation: English Poet
Born: December 26, 1716
Died: July 30, 1771
Quotes count: 91
Wikipedia: Thomas Gray

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