The poetical works of ... George Crabbe, with his letters and journals, and his life, by his son [G. Crabbe].

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George Crabbe
1840
 

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Strona 219 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Strona 24 - Almighty's form Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, Calm or convulsed — in breeze or gale or storm, Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime, Dark-heaving, boundless, endless and sublime — The image of eternity — the throne Of the Invisible; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
Strona 54 - God loves from whole to parts ; but human soul Must rise from individual to the whole. Self-love but serves the virtuous mind to wake, As the small pebble stirs the peaceful lake; The centre moved, a circle straight succeeds. Another still, and still another spreads : Friend, parent, neighbour, first it will embrace ; His country next ; and next all human race ; Wide and. more wide, th...
Strona 54 - And ever against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce In notes, with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out, With wanton heed, and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony ; That Orpheus...
Strona 85 - The Lord shall bring a nation against thee from far, from the end of the earth, as swift as the eagle flieth, a nation whose tongue thou shalt not understand, a nation of fierce countenance, which shall not regard the person of the old, nor show favour to the young.
Strona 27 - In-shore their passage Tribes of Sea-Gulls urge, And drop for Prey within the sweeping Surge; Oft in the rough opposing Blast they fly Far back, then turn, and all their force apply, While to the Storm they give their weak complaining cry; Or clap the sleek white Pinion to the breast, And in the restless Ocean dip for rest.
Strona 43 - I could see my Sally, and could rest My throbbing temples on her faithful breast, And gazing go ! — if not this trifle take, And say, till death, I wore it for her sake : Yes ! I must die — blow on, sweet breeze, blow on ! Give me one look, before my life be gone ; Oh ! give me that ! and let me not despair, — One last fond look ! — and now repeat the prayer.
Strona 99 - But methinks he should stand in fear of fire, being burnt i' the hand for stealing of sheep. Cade. Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be in England seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny ; the three-hooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer.
Strona 25 - Th' unwieldy porpoise through the day before Had roll'd in view of boding men on shore ; And sometimes hid and sometimes show'd his form, Dark as the cloud, and furious as the storm. All where the eye delights, yet dreads to roam, The breaking billows cast the flying foam Upon the billows rising — all the deep Is restless change ; the waves so...
Strona 54 - These were to him essentials; all things new He deem'd superfluous, useless, or untrue; To all beside indifferent, easy, cold, Here the fire kindled, and the wo was told. Habit with him was all the test of truth, 'It must be right: I've done it from my youth'.

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