Any fool may write a most valuable book by chance, if he will only tell us what he heard and saw with veracity.
Thomas GrayThe meanest flowret of the vale, / The simplest note that swells the gale, / The common sun, the air, and skies, / To him are opening paradise.
Thomas GrayHer track, where'er the goddess roves, Glory pursue, and gen'rous shame, Th' unconquerable mind, and freedom's holy flame.
Thomas Gray