Maxioms by Thomas Gray
. . where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
. . where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight!
Ye unborn ages, crown not on my soul.
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight!
Ye unborn ages, crown not on my soul.
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the read more
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best!
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
A favorite has no friend!
A favorite has no friend!
