Thomas Gray

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
He gave read more

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
He gave to misery (all he had) a tear,
He gain'd from Heaven ('twas all he wish'd) a friend.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

To warm their little loves the birds complain.

There scatter'd oft the earliest of ye Year
By Hands unseen are showers of Vi'lets found;
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There scatter'd oft the earliest of ye Year
By Hands unseen are showers of Vi'lets found;
The Redbreast loves to build and warble there,
And little Footsteps lightly print the ground.

In climes beyond the solar road.

In climes beyond the solar road.

While bright-eyed science watches round.

While bright-eyed science watches round.