| Quotes |
Topic |
| Fortune | Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, He had not the method of making a fortune. |
| Glory | The paths of glory lead but to the grave. |
| Gold | What female heart can gold despise? What cat's averse to fish? |
| Gratitude | The still small voice of gratitude. |
| Grave | 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. |
| Grave | The boast of heraldry, the pomp of power, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Await alike th' inevitable hour, The paths of glory lead but to the grave. |
| Hair | Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream's, like a meteor, to the troubled air. |
| Heaven | They had finished her own crown in glory, and she couldn't stay away from the coronation. |
| Hell | Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding sheet of Edward's race; Give ample room and verge enough The characters of Hell to trace. |
| Hell | Hell is full of good intentions. |
| History | And read their history in a nation's eyes. |
| Ignorance | Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. |
| Ignorance | . . where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. |
| Joy | They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. |
| Light | Blasted with excess of light. |
| Literature | Yet ah! why should they know their fate?Since sorrow never comes too late,And happiness too swiftly flies.Thought would destroy their paradise.No more; where ignorance is bliss,'Tis folly to be wise. - Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College. |
| Mercy | And shut the gates of mercy on mankind. |
| Misery | Grim-visaged, comfortless despair. |
| Obscurity | Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air. |
| Ocean | Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear. |
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