Zitate von Thomas Gray

„Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear:
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.“

—  Thomas Gray, An Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard

St. 14
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)
Quelle: An Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard

„Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.“

—  Thomas Gray, Selected Poems

III. 3, Line 2
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?textpppo (1754)
Quelle: Selected Poems
Kontext: Hark, his hands the lyre explore!
Bright-eyed Fancy hovering o'er
Scatters from her pictured urn
Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

„[…] where ignorance is bliss,
'Tis folly to be wise.“

—  Thomas Gray

„The paths of glory lead but to the grave.“

—  Thomas Gray, An Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard

Quelle: An Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard

„And hie him home, at evening's close,
To sweet repast and calm repose.“

—  Thomas Gray

Line 87
Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=oopv (1754)

„Glance their many-twinkling feet.“

—  Thomas Gray

I. 3, Line 11
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

„O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move
The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.“

—  Thomas Gray

I. 3, Line 16
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

„Far from the sun and summer-gale,
In thy green lap was Nature's Darling laid.“

—  Thomas Gray

III. 1, Line 1
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

„Ye distant spires, ye antique towers,
That crown the wat'ry glade.“

—  Thomas Gray

St. 1
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

„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

The Epitaph, St. 1
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

„Alas, regardless of their doom,
The little victims play!
No sense have they of ills to come,
Nor care beyond today.“

—  Thomas Gray

St. 6
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

„In glittering arms and glory dressed,
High he rears his ruby crest.
There the thundering strokes begin,
There the press and there the din;
Talymalfra's rocky shore
Echoing to the battle's roar.“

—  Thomas Gray

"The Triumphs of Owen. A Fragment", from Mr. Evans's Specimens of the Welch Poetry (1764) http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=trow

„Not all that tempts your wandering eyes
And heedless hearts, is lawful prize;
Nor all that glisters gold.“

—  Thomas Gray

St. 7
On the Death of a Favourite Cat http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odfc (1747)

„From toil he wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.“

—  Thomas Gray

Line 93
Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=oopv (1754)

„See the wretch that long has tost
On the thorny bed of pain,
At length repair his vigour lost,
And breathe and walk again:
The meanest floweret of the vale,
The simplest note that swells the gale,
The common sun, the air, the skies,
To him are opening paradise.“

—  Thomas Gray

Line 41
Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=oopv (1754)

„Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed,
Less pleasing when possest;
The tear forgot as soon as shed,
The sunshine of the breast.“

—  Thomas Gray

St. 5
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

„The Curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.“

—  Thomas Gray

St. 1
Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

„Hear from the grave, great Taliessin, hear;
They breathe a soul to animate thy clay.
Bright Rapture calls, and soaring, as she sings,
Waves in the eye of Heav'n her many-colour'd wings.“

—  Thomas Gray, The Bard

III. 2. lines 121-124
The Bard (1757)

„Beyond the limits of a vulgar fate,
Beneath the good how far,—but far above the great.“

—  Thomas Gray

III. 3, Line 16
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)