There sit the sainted sage, the bard divine, The few, whom genius gave to shine Through every unborn age, and undiscovered clime.

Quote by Thomas Gray

Topics: Age Quotes, Funny Quotes

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

And weep the more, because I weep in vain.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method...

Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method...

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight.

Visions of glory, spare my aching sight.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

'Tis folly to be wise.

'Tis folly to be wise.

Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.

Youth smiles without any reason. It is one of its chiefest charms.

Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills...

Alas, regardless of their doom, the little victims play! No sense have they of ills...

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat...

If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat...

I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

I shall be but a shrimp of an author.

Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations.

Commerce changes the fate and genius of nations.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

He gave to misery (all he had) a tear.

He gave to misery (all he had) a tear.

The still small voice of gratitude.

The still small voice of gratitude.