Maxioms by Thomas Gray
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!
The still small voice of gratitude.
The still small voice of gratitude.
Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
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Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
Nor care beyond to-day.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear.
