. . where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise.

It was a childish ignorance, But now 'tis little joy To know I'm further off from heaven Than when I was a boy.

Often the cock-loft is empty, in those whom nature hath built many stories high.

A crowd has the collective wisdom of individual ignorance.