John Bartlett (1820–1905). Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. 1919.
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Thomas Gray. (1716–1771) |
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What female heart can gold despise? What cat ’s averse to fish? |
On the death of a Favourite Cat. |
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A fav’rite has no friend! |
On the death of a Favourite Cat. |
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Ye distant spires, ye antique towers. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 1. |
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Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain! Where once my careless childhood stray’d, A stranger yet to pain! I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 2. |
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They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 4. |
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Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 5. |
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Alas! regardless of their doom, The little victims play; No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 6. |
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Ah, tell them they are men! |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 6. |
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And moody madness laughing wild Amid severest woe. |
On a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Stanza 8. |
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To each his suff’rings; all are men, Condemn’d alike to groan,— The tender for another’s pain, Th’ unfeeling for his own. Yet ah! why should they know their fate, Since sorrow never comes too late, |