Maxioms by Thomas Gray
Nor cast one longing, ling'ring look behind.
Nor cast one longing, ling'ring look behind.
Yet ah! why should they know their fate?Since sorrow never comes too late,And happiness too swiftly flies.Thought would destroy their read more
Yet ah! why should they know their fate?Since sorrow never comes too late,And happiness too swiftly flies.Thought would destroy their paradise.No more; where ignorance is bliss,'Tis folly to be wise. - Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College.
When iron scourge, and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best.
When iron scourge, and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best.
Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune,
He had not the method of making a fortune.
Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune,
He had not the method of making a fortune.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.
