Thomas Gray , was an English poet, classical scholar and professor at Cambridge University.
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“Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.”
Thomas Gray
“Sweet is the breath of vernal shower, The bee's collected treasures sweet, Sweet Music's melting fall, but sweeter yet The still small voice of Gratitude.”
“Full many a gem of purest ray sereneThe dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear:Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,And waste its sweetness on the desert air.”
“The meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise.”
“Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air”
“The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour, The paths of glory lead but to the grave”
“Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; / Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart.”
“What female heart can gold despise? / What cat's averse to fish?”
“There sit the sainted sage, the bard divine, / The few, whom genius gave to shine / Through every unborn age, and undiscovered clime.”
“If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.”