Thomas Gray: Trending quotes (page 3)

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

Thomas Gray

St. 1
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

Distant

“Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune,
He had not the method of making a fortune.”

Thomas Gray

On His Own Character http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=skoc (1761)

“Far from the sun and summer-gale,
In thy green lap was Nature's Darling laid.”

Thomas Gray

III. 1, Line 1
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

Nature , Sun , Summer

“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

St. 15
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

Country

“And moody madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.”

Thomas Gray

St. 8
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

Madness

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

Thomas Gray

St. 10
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“The social smile, the sympathetic tear.”

Thomas Gray

Education and Government; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

Smile , Tear

“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

St. 28
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

Tree

“Brushing with hasty steps the dews away,
To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.”

Thomas Gray

St. 25
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

Sun

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

Thomas Gray The Bard

I. 2. line 28
The Bard (1757)

“O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move
The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.”

Thomas Gray

I. 3, Line 16
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

Love , Light

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

Thomas Gray

St. 21
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Glance their many-twinkling feet.”

Thomas Gray

I. 3, Line 11
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

“Visions of glory, spare my aching sight,
Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!”

Thomas Gray The Bard

III. 1. lines 107-108
The Bard (1757)

Age , Soul

“Now as the Paradisiacal pleasures of the Mahometans consist in playing upon the flute and lying with Houris, be mine to read eternal new romances of Marivaux and Crebillon.”

Thomas Gray

To Mr. West, Letter iv, Third Series; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

Pleasure , Lying , Reading

“Iron sleet of arrowy shower
Hurtles in the darkened air.”

Thomas Gray

The Fatal Sisters http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=fsio (1761), line 3

“And hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast and calm repose.”

Thomas Gray

Source: Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=oopv (1754), Line 87

Home

“The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.”

Thomas Gray

St. 5
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly riding o'er the azure realm
In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes;
Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm;
Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway,
That, hushed in grim repose, expects his evening prey.”

Thomas Gray The Bard

II. 2. lines 71-76
The Bard (1757)

Pleasure , Youth

“Daughter of Jove, relentless power,
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best!”

Thomas Gray

Hymn to Adversity http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=otad, St. 1 (1742)

Affliction , Daughters