Thomas Gray
Thomas Gray
Thomas Graywas an English poet, letter-writer, classical scholar and professor at Pembroke College, Cambridge University. He is widely known for his Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard, published in 1751...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth26 December 1716
brushing hasty meet steps sun
Brushing with hasty steps the dews away / To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
darling far green lap sun thy
Far from the sun and summer-gale, / In thy green lap was Nature's darling laid.
distance sunset dark
In the evening, I walked alone down to the Lake by the side of Crow Park after sunset and saw the solemn coloring of night draw on, the last gleam of sunshine fading away on the hilltops, the seep serene of the asters, and the long shadows of the mountains thrown across them, till they nearly touched the hithermost shore. At distance hear the murmur of many waterfalls not audible in the day-time. Wished for the moon, but she was dark to me and silent, hid in her vacant interlunar cave.
hope gay sunshine
Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast.
foxes littered stunk
Owls would have hooted in St Peter's choir,/ And foxes stunk and littered in St Paul's.
arm delight foremost thy
Who foremost now delight to cleave / With pliant arm thy glassy wave?
aisle anthem note vault
Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault / The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
blush born caves dark desert flower full gem ocean purest ray sweetness waste
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.
ecstasy empire living might rod
Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed, / Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.
drive nervous played seniors starting
We've got 10 seniors starting on the offense, and I'm the only junior, so I was a little nervous before the game. But I got comfortable after the first drive and we played well.
above beneath beyond far good limits vulgar
Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate, / Beneath the good how far - but far above the great.
averse female gold heart
What female heart can gold despise? / What cat's averse to fish?
ashes closing drops eye fond nature parting pious soul tomb voice
On some fond breast the parting soul relies,/ Some pious drops the closing eye requires; / E'en from the tomb the voice of Nature cries, / E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.
age-and-aging gave genius shine sit whom
There sit the sainted sage, the bard divine, / The few, whom genius gave to shine / Through every unborn age, and undiscovered clime.