“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.”
“Ignorance is bliss”
“Where ignorance is bliss,'Tis folly to be wise.- Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College”
“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.”
“The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow’r,And all that beauty, all that wealth e’er gaveAwaits alike the inevitable hour:The paths of glory lead but to the grave.”
“Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.”
“The paths of glory lead but to the grave.”