Thomas Gray

Some bold adventurers disdain
The limits of their little reign,
And unknown regions date descry.

Some bold adventurers disdain
The limits of their little reign,
And unknown regions date descry.

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.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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And to hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast, and calm repose.
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From toil we wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.

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.