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Thomas Gray (26 December 1716 – 30 July 1771) was an English poet, letter-writer, and classical scholar at Cambridge University, being a fellow first of Peterhouse then of Pembroke College. He is widely known for his Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard , published in 1751.
According to Charles Dickens, Jr., Thomas Gray either owned or at the very least operated a little steam launch going by the name of Midge as a hobby. [3]"Midge." – A handsome little steam launch, a special hobby of Mr. Thomas Gray, of the Board of Trade, and constantly employed, under the able command of Captain Pitman, R.N., in the suppression of crimps and lodging-house "runners," the two ...
Holograph manuscript of Gray's "Stanzas Wrote in a Country Church-Yard". The poem most likely originated in the poetry that Gray composed in 1742. William Mason, in Memoirs, discussed his friend Gray and the origins of Elegy: "I am inclined to believe that the Elegy in a Country Church-yard was begun, if not concluded, at this time [August 1742] also: Though I am aware that as it stands at ...
Thomas Gray, Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College , published anonymously [2] (see quotation, above) Charlotte Lennox , Poems on Several Occasions [ 2 ] William Livingston , Philosophic Solitude; or, The Choice of a Rural Life , celebrating rural life and nature; the book would go through five printings in the author's life; English ...
Thomas Grey was born on 16 September 1863 at Shoreswood, Norham, in Northumberland. He worked on trains for much of his life for the North Eastern Railway. [1] [2] [3] On 3 July 1887 he married Esther Glenwright at South Shields and they resided in Berwick-upon-Tweed. Grey died on 14 August 1928 and is buried in Tweedmouth Cemetery.
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