Thomas Gray ( 10 of 57 )
Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield:
Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke:
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Oft did the harvest to their sickle yield:
Their furrow oft the stubborn glebe has broke:
How jocund did they drive their team a-field!
How bow'd the woods beneath their sturdy stroke!
Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize,
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Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
And heedless hearts is lawful prize,
Not all that glisters gold.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
While bright-eyed science watches round.
While bright-eyed science watches round.
Since sorrow never comes too late
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Since sorrow never comes too late
And happiness too swiftly flies.
Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
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Alas! regardless of their doom,
The little victims play;
No sense have they of ills to come,
Nor care beyond to-day.
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.
Grim-visaged, comfortless despair.
Grim-visaged, comfortless despair.
A favorite has no friend!
A favorite has no friend!
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
