Thomas Gray ( 10 of 57 )
From Helicon's harmonious springs
A thousand rills their mazy progress take.
From Helicon's harmonious springs
A thousand rills their mazy progress take.
The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,
And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave,
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The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power,
And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave,
Await alike th' inevitable hour,
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
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!
When your courtyard twists, do not pour the water abroad.
When your courtyard twists, do not pour the water abroad.
The still small voice of gratitude.
The still small voice of gratitude.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
To warm their little loves the birds complain.
Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Ope the sacred source of sympathetic tears.
Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heaven did a recompense as largely send;
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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.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
The Attic warbler pours her throat
Responsive to the cuckoo's note.
