Maxioms by Thomas Gray
Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire.
Some heart once pregnant with celestial fire.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
And weep the more, because I weep in vain.
Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly rising o'er the azure realm
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Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
While proudly rising o'er the azure realm
In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes,
Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
