The poetical works of ... George Crabbe, with his letters and journals, and his life, by his son [G. Crabbe].1840 |
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... pass'd through lanes of burning sand , Bounds to thin crops or yet uncultured land ; Where the dark poppy flourish'd on the dry And sterile soil , and mock'd the thin - set rye . " How lovely this ! " the rapt Orlando said ; " With what ...
... pass'd through lanes of burning sand , Bounds to thin crops or yet uncultured land ; Where the dark poppy flourish'd on the dry And sterile soil , and mock'd the thin - set rye . " How lovely this ! " the rapt Orlando said ; " With what ...
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... pass'd , and every coming mile ; Like all attracted things , he quicker flies , The place approaching where th ' attraction lies ; When next appear'd a dam so call the place— Where lies a road confined in narrow space ; A work of labour ...
... pass'd , and every coming mile ; Like all attracted things , he quicker flies , The place approaching where th ' attraction lies ; When next appear'd a dam so call the place— Where lies a road confined in narrow space ; A work of labour ...
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... pass'd the way - side inn , the village spire , Nor stopp'd to gaze , to question , or admire ; On either side the rural mansions stood , With hedge - row trees , and hills high - crown'd with wood , [ flood . And many a devious stream ...
... pass'd the way - side inn , the village spire , Nor stopp'd to gaze , to question , or admire ; On either side the rural mansions stood , With hedge - row trees , and hills high - crown'd with wood , [ flood . And many a devious stream ...
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... pass'd all time , and not a ray Of reason broke on his benighted way ; But now he spurn'd the straw in pure disdain , And now laugh'd loudly at the clinking chain . Then as its wrath subsided , by degrees The mind sank slowly to ...
... pass'd all time , and not a ray Of reason broke on his benighted way ; But now he spurn'd the straw in pure disdain , And now laugh'd loudly at the clinking chain . Then as its wrath subsided , by degrees The mind sank slowly to ...
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... pass'd , and not a lady seen , With just this love , ' twixt fifty and fifteen ; All seem'd his doctrine or his pride to shun , All would be woo'd , before they would be won ; When the chance naming of a race and fair , Our ' Squire ...
... pass'd , and not a lady seen , With just this love , ' twixt fifty and fifteen ; All seem'd his doctrine or his pride to shun , All would be woo'd , before they would be won ; When the chance naming of a race and fair , Our ' Squire ...
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ALBEMARLE STREET appear'd art thou beauty behold brother Caliph Clubb comfort compell'd confess'd Conscience COUNTESS OF JERSEY cried crime dare dear delight disdain distress'd doubt dread dwelt ease exclaim'd fail'd fair faithful fate father fear fear'd feel felt fix'd folly fond Fulham gain'd gave gentle George GEORGE CRABBE grace grief grieved happy hear heard heart hope humble husband Isaac Jesse John Dighton Julius Cæsar kind knew lady Lady saw live look look'd maid Merchant of Venice mind never Newmarket nymph o'er obey'd Orlando pain pass'd passion peace pity pleased pleasure poison'd poor praise pride replied rest Richard III scorn seem'd shame sigh smile sorrow soul speak spirit Squire sure as fate tale terror thee thou thought threat'ning trembling truth vex'd vile virtue weak wife wish wretch youth
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Página 116 - He that has light within his own clear breast, May sit i' th' centre, and enjoy bright day : But he that hides a dark soul, and foul thoughts, Benighted walks under the mid-day sun ; Himself is his own dungeon.
Página 95 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Página 219 - A credulous father, and a brother noble, Whose nature is so far from doing harms, That he suspects none, on whose foolish honesty My practices ride easy ! — I see the business.
Página 161 - He hath a tear for pity, and a hand Open as day for melting charity...
Página 95 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Página 197 - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Página 19 - I had a thing to say, — But let it go : The sun is in the heaven, and the proud day, Attended with the pleasures of the world...
Página 26 - Nor wears a rosy blush, nor sheds perfume ; The few dull flowers that o'er the place are spread Partake the nature of their fenny bed; Here on its wiry stem, in rigid bloom, Grows the salt lavender that lacks perfume ; Here the dwarf sallows creep, the septfoil harsh, And the soft slimy mallow of the marsh ; Lmv on the ear the distant billows sound, And just in view appears their stony bound...
Página 22 - ... around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if absorb'd by their peculiar cares, The vacant eye on viewless matter glares, Our feelings still upon our views attend, And their own natures to the objects lend ; Sorrow and joy are in their influence sure., Long as the passion reigns th...
Página 3 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd, Than that, which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies, in single blessedness.