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• Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile The short and simple annals of the poor.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 8...
• For who, to dumb forgetfulness a prey, This pleasing anxious being e'er resign'd, Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day, Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 22...
• The breezy call of incense-breathing morn.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 5...
• Brushing with hasty steps the dews away, To meet the sun upon the upland lawn.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 25...
• Each in his narrow cell forever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 4...
• Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 20...
• Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray
  Along the cool sequester'd vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way....
• And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 21...
• Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne, And shut the gates of mercy on mankind.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 17...