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• And hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast and calm repose.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude, Line 87...
• The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastised by sabler tints of woe.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude, Line 45...
• From toil he wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful nigh
  Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health....
• Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault, The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Elegy in a Country Churchyard, Stanza 10...
• Comus and his midnight crew. -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, Line 2
• The still small voice of gratitude. -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, V, Line 8
• While bright-eyed Science watches round.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- Ode for Music, Chorus, Line 3...
• Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darken'd air.
  -- Thomas Gray (1716-1771) -- The Fatal Sisters, Line 3...
• 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....