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Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.Thomas Gray
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Thoughts that breathe and words that burn.Thomas Gray
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The curfew tolls the knell of parting day The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea The ploughman homeward plods his weary way And leaves the world to darkness and to me.Thomas Gray
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The paths of glory lead but to the grave.Thomas Gray
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Some village Hampden that with dauntless breast The little tyrant of his fields withstood Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.Thomas Gray
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Where ignorance is bliss Tis folly to be wise.Thomas Gray
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Full many a flower is born to blush unseen And waste its sweetness on the desert air.Thomas Gray
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Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear.Thomas Gray
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As to posterity I may ask what has it ever done to oblige me?Thomas Gray
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Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife.Thomas Gray
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Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth to fortune and to fame unknown. Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth, And Melancholy marked him for her own.Thomas Gray
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Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.Thomas Gray
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Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.Thomas Gray