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Thomas Gray

Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College

Fiction | Poem | Adult | Published in 1768

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Overview

Thomas Gray is a notable poet from the 18th century. “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College” was the first English poem Gray published, with bookseller Robert Dodsley, in 1747. As the title of the poem indicates, the poem is an ode. The poem praises innocence and the unadulterated life of children.

Informing Gray’s work is the wide range of poetry produced in England during the 1700s. The work merges the formal style of poets like Alexander Pope with the emotional, personal tone of poets like William Blake. Using multiple modes of diction, Gray touches on themes like desire, loss, and frustration. The poem’s main message concerns the process of growing up and acquiring knowledge, a process that can put a person on a path to woe and unhappiness. Along with “Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard” (1751) and “Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes” (1748), “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College” is one of Gray’s better-known poems.

Poet Biography

Thomas Gray was born on December 26, 1716. The fifth of 12 kids, Gray was the only child to survive childhood and become an adult. His father, Philip Gray, was an clerk and exchange broker, and his mother, Dorothy Antrobus Gray, operated a successful millinery business. Philip had a cruel and violent nature, and his abuse inspired Dorothy to leave him, only to return when Philip threatened revenge. When Thomas was nine, Dorothy sent him to Eton College, a school in London founded by King Henry VI to prepare boys for Cambridge University.

Despite the school’s regal history, its academic program was relatively unstructured. After four hours of classes a day, Gray could do as he wished. There was no curfew and no prescribed recreation. At Eton College, Gray became close friends with three other boys: Richard West, Thomas Ashton, and Horace Walpole. Walpole’s dad was Robert Walpole, a famous English politician. As for West, David Fairer and Christine Gerrard, the editors of Eighteenth-Century Poetry (Blackwell Publishing, 2004), refer to him as “a soul-mate” for Gray. Together, the four artistic and rather shy boys formed a clique called the “Quadruple Alliance.” Gray’s friendships with the boys established a lifelong pattern, and Gray formed strong bonds with other men throughout his lifetime. In his biography, Thomas Gray: A Life (Yale University Press, 1996), Robert L. Mack focuses on Gray’s elusive sexuality, yet he does not assume that Gray acted on his desires nor does he attach modern categories to Gray’s sexuality. As Mack writes, “The fine and anxious distinctions outlined by the sexual labels of the late twentieth century would have obviously meant nothing to Gray himself.”

In 1734, Gray went to Peterhouse College, Cambridge University. After four years, Gray left Cambridge without a degree, but with an intention to study law. Instead, in 1739, Gray went with Walpole on a tour of continental Europe. Unfortunately, Gray and Walpole had a dispute during this tour, which temporarily ended their friendship. Returning to England in 1741, Gray spent time with his mother and her sisters and exchanged poems with West. In 1742, at the age of 24, West died of tuberculosis, and Gray wrote “Sonnet on the Death of Richard West.” Later, in his poem “London, 1802,” the English poet William Wordsworth drew attention to the sonnet for its prosaic quality—a critique that scholars believe led to the devaluation of Gray’s work within the English poetic cannon.

The year of West’s death, Gray also likely completed a draft of “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College.” Around this time, he returned to Peterhouse College where he earned a law degree. Gray, however, never practiced law. Instead, Gray meticulously wrote and rewrote poems, maintained a robust correspondence with peers, and studied Greek and the history of English poetry. In 1769, Gray met a 24-year-old Swiss man named Charles Victor de Bonstetten. The son of an aristocrat, Bonstetten admired Gray’s poetry and scholarship. The two spent a great deal of time together, poring over English poetry in Cambridge. Gray had hoped to visit Bonstetten in Switzerland, but on July 30, 1771, Gray died of uremia.

Poem Text

Ye distant spires, ye antique tow'rs,

        That crown the wat'ry glade,

Where grateful Science still adores

        Her Henry's holy Shade;

And ye, that from the stately brow 

Of Windsor's heights th' expanse below

        Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey,

Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowr's among

Wanders the hoary Thames along

        His silver-winding way.

Ah, happy hills, ah, pleasing shade,

        Ah, fields belov'd in vain,

Where once my careless childhood stray'd,

        A stranger yet to pain!

I feel the gales, that from ye blow,  

A momentary bliss bestow,

        As waving fresh their gladsome wing,

My weary soul they seem to soothe,

And, redolent of joy and youth,

        To breathe a second spring.

Say, Father Thames, for thou hast seen

        Full many a sprightly race

Disporting on thy margent green

        The paths of pleasure trace,

Who foremost now delight to cleave 

With pliant arm thy glassy wave?

        The captive linnet which enthrall?

What idle progeny succeed

To chase the rolling circle's speed,

        Or urge the flying ball?

While some on earnest business bent

        Their murm'ring labours ply

'Gainst graver hours, that bring constraint

        To sweeten liberty:

Some bold adventurers disdain 

The limits of their little reign,

        And unknown regions dare descry:

Still as they run they look behind,

They hear a voice in ev'ry wind,

        And snatch a fearful joy.

Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed,

        Less pleasing when possest;

The tear forgot as soon as shed,

        The sunshine of the breast:

Theirs buxom health of rosy hue,

Wild wit, invention ever-new,

        And lively cheer of vigour born;

The thoughtless day, the easy night,

The spirits pure, the slumbers light,

        That fly th' approach of morn.

Alas, regardless of their doom,

        The little victims play!

No sense have they of ills to come,

        Nor care beyond to-day:

Yet see how all around 'em wait

The ministers of human fate,

        And black Misfortune's baleful train!

Ah, show them where in ambush stand

To seize their prey the murth'rous band!

        Ah, tell them they are men!

These shall the fury Passions tear,

        The vultures of the mind

Disdainful Anger, pallid Fear,

        And Shame that skulks behind;

Or pining Love shall waste their youth,

Or Jealousy with rankling tooth,

        That inly gnaws the secret heart,

And Envy wan, and faded Care,

Grim-visag'd comfortless Despair,

        And Sorrow's piercing dart.

Ambition this shall tempt to rise,

        Then whirl the wretch from high,

To bitter Scorn a sacrifice,

        And grinning Infamy.

The stings of Falsehood those shall try,

And hard Unkindness' alter'd eye,

        That mocks the tear it forc'd to flow;

And keen Remorse with blood defil'd,

And moody Madness laughing wild

        Amid severest woe.

Lo, in the vale of years beneath

        A griesly troop are seen,

The painful family of Death,

        More hideous than their Queen:

This racks the joints, this fires the veins,

That ev'ry labouring sinew strains,

        Those in the deeper vitals rage:

Lo, Poverty, to fill the band,

That numbs the soul with icy hand,

        And slow-consuming Age.

To each his suff'rings: all are men,

        Condemn'd alike to groan,

The tender for another's pain;

        Th' unfeeling for his own.

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.

Gray, Thomas. “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College.” 1747. Poetry Foundation.

Summary

As the title of the poem indicates, “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College” provides a view — a “prospect” — of the school Thomas Gray attended as a child. The first stanza portrays Eton College majestically. The spires, towers, and crown create a royal vision, reminiscent of a castle. The Henry reference — King Henry VI, who founded Eton in 1440 — and the mention of Windsor Castle reinforce the kingly picture. The speaker also includes pastoral elements with images of nature, painting a visual of the grove, lawn, and flowers in the surrounding landscape. Finally, in Line 9, the speaker brings in “Thames,” or the River Thames — a river that flows through the city of London.

In Stanza 2, the speaker details how the view of Eton College makes them feel. The prospect fills the speaker with “happy” (Line 11) memories of their “careless childhood” (Line 13). The speaker is not a child, however; at this point in time, as an adult, they experience “pain” (Line 14), and they possess a “weary soul” (Line 18). Looking at Eton College in the distance gives the speaker a respite from their troubles and lets them “breath a second spring” (Line 20) as they recall a more fruitful and joyous time.

The next stanza continues to focus on the carefree aspects of childhood. Here, the speaker notes some of the activities the children play outside on the “margent green” (Line 23). They can “chase the rolling circle’s speed” (Line 29) and run after a hoop, or they can “urge the flying ball” (Line 30) as they play games.

In Stanza 4, the speaker admits that childhood is more than just fun and games. The children have “earnest business” (Line 31) as they must attend classes. Yet these “graver hours” (Line 33) don’t compromise the speaker’s rosy portrayal of their youth. The demands of school “sweeten liberty” (Line 34) and make their playtime that much more enjoyable. As Stanza 4 ends, the speaker alludes to what is sure to impact the children in the inevitable future. The speaker notes how the children must “snatch a fearful joy” (Line 40) as if a time will come when the children won’t be so happy.

The speaker lists the carefree qualities of childhood in Stanza 5. Nonchalant and unworried, the children don’t grasp onto happy moments, nor do they fret over their troubles. They can forget their tears “as soon as shed” (Line 43). Unburdened by adult responsibilities, feelings, and anxieties, the children are naturally healthy and witty. Disquieting thoughts don’t keep them awake at night, thus “the slumbers light” (Line 49).

In Stanza 6, the speaker details the “doom” (Line 51) that await the children. Innocent and pure, the children are not yet aware of the horrors of adulthood. Living in the moment, the children can’t fathom “black Misfortune’s baleful train” (Line 57), which will soon “ambush” (Line 58) and “seize” (Line 59) them.

Now, the speaker pivots to the pernicious feelings that affect many adults at this stage of life. “Vulturs” (Line 62) capture the grownup mind and fill it with fraught feelings like shame, love, envy, despair, and sorrow. These emotions are “rankling” (Line 66) and “piercing” (Line 70) and not at all like the carefree emotions of blithe children.

In Stanza 8, the speaker continues to recount the ills of the adult world. In adult society, ambition, lies, and apathy reign. When adults cry, they don't blissfully forget their tears; instead, they mock and ridicule their own sadness since true feelings are a thing of the past. As a person transitions to an adult, the speaker asserts that the person becomes corrupt with “blood defil’d” (Line 78).

In Stanza 9, the speaker talks about the physical aspects of adulthood. As people grow older, their body ages too, and the process “racks the joints” (Line 85). The work of adulthood “strains” (Line 86) their bodies and puts them on a path towards death.

In the final stanza, the speaker maintains the inevitability of this onerous outcome. “To each his suff’rings: all are men, / Condemen’d alike to groan,” declares the speaker (Lines 91-92). At the same time, the speaker won't tell the children about their frightening future: “Why should they know their fate?” (Line 95). The speaker wishes to let the children have their happiness while they can, and they see no need to “destroy their paradise” (Line 98). Besides, the children’s “ignorance is bliss” (Line 99) while the speaker’s wisdom and experience is mere “folly” (Line 100).

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