Frases de Thomas Gray
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Thomas Gray , fue un poeta inglés preromanticisto, erudito clásico y profesor de historia en la Universidad de Cambridge, uno de los poetas de cementerio.

Considerado uno de los hombres más eruditos de su época. Su poesía no es muy abundante, pero sí selecta.

Su obra más conocida es Elegía sobre un cementerio de aldea , que se cree que escribió en el cementerio de Stoke Poges, Buckinghamshire. Otras obras: El bardo y Progreso de la poesía. Wikipedia  

✵ 26. diciembre 1716 – 30. julio 1771  •  Otros nombres توماس قری, توماس غراي
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Thomas Gray: Frases en inglés

“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

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

“Twas on a lofty vase's side,
Where China's gayest art had dyed
The azure flowers, that blow;
Demurest of the tabby kind,
The pensive Selima reclined,
Gazed on the lake below.”

Thomas Gray

St. 1 <br class="br"> On the Death of a Favourite Cat http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?textodfc (1747)

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

Thomas Gray

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

“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

&quot;The Triumphs of Owen. A Fragment&quot;, from Mr. Evans&#x27;s Specimens of the Welch Poetry (1764) http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=trow

“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 <br class="br"> Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

“I shall be but a shrimp of an author.”

Thomas Gray

Letter to Horace Walpole http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=tgal0527 (February 25, 1768)

“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 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r
The moping owl does to the moon complain.”

Thomas Gray

St. 3 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“What sorrow was, thou bad'st her know,
And from her own she learned to melt at others' woe.”

Thomas Gray

Hymn to Adversity http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=otad, St. 2 (1742)

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

Thomas Gray

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

“Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune,
He had not the method of making a fortune.”

Thomas Gray

On His Own Character http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=skoc (1761)

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

Thomas Gray

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

“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

St. 15 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“And moody madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.”

Thomas Gray

St. 8 <br class="br"> Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=odec (written 1742–1750)

“Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.”

Thomas Gray

St. 10 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“The social smile, the sympathetic tear.”

Thomas Gray

Education and Government; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)

“One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill,
Along the heath, and near his fav'rite tree:
Another came; nor yet beside the rill,
Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he.”

Thomas Gray

St. 28 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Brushing with hasty steps the dews away,
To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.”

Thomas Gray

St. 25 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“To high-born Hoel's harp, or soft Llewellyn's lay.”

Thomas Gray The Bard

I. 2. line 28
The Bard (1757)

“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 <br class="br"> The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)

“And many a holy text around she strews,
That teach the rustic moralist to die.”

Thomas Gray

St. 21 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Glance their many-twinkling feet.”

Thomas Gray

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

“Visions of glory, spare my aching sight,
Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!”

Thomas Gray The Bard

III. 1. lines 107-108
The Bard (1757)

“Iron sleet of arrowy shower
Hurtles in the darkened air.”

Thomas Gray

The Fatal Sisters http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=fsio (1761), line 3

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

Thomas Gray

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

“The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.”

Thomas Gray

St. 5 <br class="br"> Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=elcc (written 1750, publ. 1751)

“Daughter of Jove, relentless power,
Thou tamer of the human breast,
Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour
The bad affright, afflict the best!”

Thomas Gray

Hymn to Adversity http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=otad, St. 1 (1742)