The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Where ignorance is bliss, Tis folly to be wise.
Full many a gem of purest ray serene, The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise. - Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College
Visions of glory, spare my aching sight.
Too poor for a bribe, and too proud to importune, he had not the method of making a fortune.
Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.
I shall be but a shrimp of an author.
