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The poems (1969)

Gray, Thomas (1716-1771)

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1 [Lines Spoken by the Ghost of John Dennis at the Devil Tavern]
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2 [Translation from Statius,
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3 [Lines on Beech Trees]
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4 [Translation from Tasso,
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5 [Translation from Dante,
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6 [Translation from Propertius,
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7 Agrippina, a Tragedy
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8 [Translation] from Propertius,
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9 Ode on the Spring
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10 Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College
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11 Sonnet [on the Death of Mr Richard West]
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12 Ode to Adversity
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13 [Hymn to Ignorance.
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14 Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes
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15 [The Alliance of Education and Government.
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16 [Tophet]
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17 Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard
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18 A Long Story
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19 Stanzas to Mr Bentley
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20 The Progress of Poesy.
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21 The Bard.
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22 [Ode on the Pleasure Arising from Vicissitude]
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23 [Epitaph on Mrs Clerke]
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24 [Epitaph on a Child]
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25 The Fatal Sisters.
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26 The Descent of Odin.
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27 The Triumphs of Owen.
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28 [The Death of Hoel]
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29 [Caradoc]
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30 [Conan]
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31 [Sketch of his Own Character]
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32 [Epitaph on Sir William Williams]
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33 Song I
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34 Song II
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35 The Candidate
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36 William Shakespeare to Mrs Anne,
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37 [Epitaph on Mrs Mason]
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38 [Parody on an Epitaph]
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39 [Invitation to Mason]
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40 On L[or]d H[olland']s Seat near M[argat]e, K[en]t
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41 Ode for Music
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FRAGMENTARY AND UNDATED POEMS
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POEMS OF DOUBTFUL AUTHENTICITY

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33 Song I

(‘Midst beauty and pleasure's gay triumphs to languish’)

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'Midst beauty and pleasure's gay triumphs, to languish
And droop without knowing the source of my anguish;
To start from short slumbers and look for the morning—
Yet close my dull eyes when I see it returning;
Sighs sudden and frequent, looks ever dejected,
Sounds that steal from my tongue, by no meaning connected!
Ah say, fellow-swains, how these symptoms befell me?
They smile, but reply not. Sure Delia will tell me!
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