Thomas Tickell Quotes
No.	Quotation	Subject
1	Oft let me range the gloomy aisles alone, Sad luxury! to vulgar minds unknown, Along the walls where speaking marbles show What worthies form the hallowed mould below; Proud names, who once the reins of empire held, In arms who triumphed, or in arts excelled; Chiefs, graced with scars, and prodigal of blood; Stern patriots, who for sacred freedom stood; Just men, by whom impartial laws were given; And saints, who taught and led the way to heaven.	Grave
2	I hear a voice you cannot hear, Which says I must not stay, I see a hand you cannot see, Which beckons me away.	Death
3	The sweetest garland to the sweetest maid.	Compliment

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