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Thomas Gray Quotes
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Rich windows that exclude the light, and passages that lead to nothing (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Ye distant spires, ye antique towers, that crown the wat’ry glade (Thomas Gray Quotes)
When iron scourge, and tort’ring hour the bad affright, afflict the best (Thomas Gray Quotes)
The breezy call of incense-breathing morn (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Full many a gem of purest ray serene, the dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, and waste its sweetness on the desert air (Thomas Gray Quotes)
And many a holy text around she strews, that teach the rustic moralist to die (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, to meet the sun upon the upland lawn (Thomas Gray Quotes)
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 Quotes)
Loose his beard, and hoary hair stream’d like a meteor to the troubled air (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Hard unkindness’ alter’d eye, that mocks the tear if forced to flow (Thomas Gray Quotes)
The attic warbler pours her throat responsive to the cuckoo’s note (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, less pleasing when possest; the tear forgot as soon as shed, the sunshine of the breast (Thomas Gray Quotes)
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart (Thomas Gray Quotes)
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