Maxioms by Thomas Gray
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
They had finished her own crown in glory, and she couldn't stay
away from the coronation.
They had finished her own crown in glory, and she couldn't stay
away from the coronation.
In climes beyond the solar road.
In climes beyond the solar road.
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.
