See the wretch, that long has tost On the thorny bed of pain, At length repair his vigour lost, And breathe and walk again : The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening... The Works of Thomas Gray: Containing His Poems, and Correspondence with ... - Pągina 107 per Thomas Gray - 1807 Visualització completa -
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