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Ye Distant Spires, Ye Antique Towers.
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Ye distant spires, ye antique towers.
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771)
-- On a Distant Prospect of Eton College, Stanza 1
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They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy.
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- On a Distant Prospect of Eton College, Stanza 4...
And moody madness laughing wild Amid severest woe.
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- On a Distant Prospect of Eton College, Stanza 8...
Ah, tell them they are men!
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- On a Distant Prospect of Eton College, Stanza 6...
Ah, happy hills! ah, pleasing shade! Ah, fields beloved in vain!
Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain!...
Alas! regardless of their doom, The little victims play
No sense have they of ills to come, Nor care beyond to-day....
Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when posse
The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast....
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, And happiness too swiftly flies?...
Ye towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed.
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- The Bard, II, 3, Line 11...
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight! Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul!
-- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- The Bard, III, 1, Line 11...