The Poetical Works of George CrabbeH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1914 - 600 |
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Strona xii
... force to make his readers feel the truth of his description . A short account of Crabbe's life may help us to understand more clearly both the merits and limitations of his poetry . Aldeburgh , where he was born on Christmas Eve , 1754 ...
... force to make his readers feel the truth of his description . A short account of Crabbe's life may help us to understand more clearly both the merits and limitations of his poetry . Aldeburgh , where he was born on Christmas Eve , 1754 ...
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... force , The breathing spirit takes a downward course , Or vainly soaring upwards to the head , Meets an impenetrable fence of lead . Hast thou , oh reader ! search'd o'er gentle Gay , Where various animals their powers display ? In one ...
... force , The breathing spirit takes a downward course , Or vainly soaring upwards to the head , Meets an impenetrable fence of lead . Hast thou , oh reader ! search'd o'er gentle Gay , Where various animals their powers display ? In one ...
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... force returning reason moved , And as returning reason urged , I loved ; Till pain , reflection , hope , and love allied My bliss precarious to a surer guide- To Him who gives pain , reason , hope , and love , Each for that end that ...
... force returning reason moved , And as returning reason urged , I loved ; Till pain , reflection , hope , and love allied My bliss precarious to a surer guide- To Him who gives pain , reason , hope , and love , Each for that end that ...
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... force my soul perplex , And every friend , and every brother vex ! Each fond companion ! -- No , I thank my God ! There rests my torment - there is hung the rod . To friend , to fame , to family unknown , Sour disappointments frown on ...
... force my soul perplex , And every friend , and every brother vex ! Each fond companion ! -- No , I thank my God ! There rests my torment - there is hung the rod . To friend , to fame , to family unknown , Sour disappointments frown on ...
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... force ; Or , yielding part ( which equal knaves de mand ) , Lends the light turf that warms the neigh - To gain a lawless passport through the land . Here , wand'ring long , amid these frowning fields , bouring poor ; From thence a ...
... force ; Or , yielding part ( which equal knaves de mand ) , Lends the light turf that warms the neigh - To gain a lawless passport through the land . Here , wand'ring long , amid these frowning fields , bouring poor ; From thence a ...
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Strona 168 - The times have been That, when the brains were out, the man would die, And there an end ; but now they rise again, With twenty mortal murders on their crowns, And push us from our stools.
Strona 126 - Be brave then ; for your captain is brave, and vows reformation. There shall be, in England, seven halfpenny loaves sold for a penny : the threehooped pot shall have ten hoops ; and I will make it felony to drink small beer: all the realm shall be in common, and in Cheapside shall my palfrey go to grass.
Strona 32 - Where other cares than those the Muse relates, And other shepherds dwell with other mates; By such examples taught, I paint the Cot, As Truth will paint it, and as Bards will not...
Strona 238 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Strona 145 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Strona 264 - 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!
Strona viii - I grant indeed that fields and flocks have charms For him that grazes or for him that farms; But when amid such pleasing scenes I trace The poor laborious natives of the place, And see the mid-day sun, with fervid ray, On their bare heads and dewy temples play; While some, with feebler heads and fainter hearts, Deplore their fortune, yet sustain their parts: Then shall I dare these real ills to hide In tinsel trappings of poetic pride?
Strona 35 - Mixt with the clamours of the crowd below; Here, sorrowing, they each kindred sorrow scan, And the cold charities of man to man: Whose laws indeed for ruin'd age provide, And strong compulsion plucks the scrap from pride; But still that scrap is bought with many a sigh, And pride embitters what it can't deny.
Strona 33 - Rank weeds, that every art and care defy, Reign o'er the land and rob the blighted rye : There thistles stretch their prickly arms afar, And to the ragged infant threaten war...
Strona 111 - Say, should disease or pain befall, Wilt thou assume the nurse's care; Nor wistful those gay scenes recall Where thou wert fairest of the fair? And when at last thy love shall die, Wilt thou receive his parting breath? Wilt thou repress each struggling sigh, And cheer with smiles the bed of death?