The Poetical Works of George CrabbeH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1914 - 600 |
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Strona xvi
... grave anxieties in his home life . Of seven children only two survived , and this preyed on his wife's mind for long she had wretched health and eventually her mind gave way . Crabbe nursed her devotedly till her death in 1813. No doubt ...
... grave anxieties in his home life . Of seven children only two survived , and this preyed on his wife's mind for long she had wretched health and eventually her mind gave way . Crabbe nursed her devotedly till her death in 1813. No doubt ...
Strona 4
... grave , and slide along the grass ; Or how pale Cicely within the wood Call'd Satan forth , and bargain'd with her blood : These , honest Curio , are thine , and these Are the dull treasures of a brain at peace ; No wit intoxicates thy ...
... grave , and slide along the grass ; Or how pale Cicely within the wood Call'd Satan forth , and bargain'd with her blood : These , honest Curio , are thine , and these Are the dull treasures of a brain at peace ; No wit intoxicates thy ...
Strona 7
... grave , The body too shall rise ; No more precarious passion's slave , Nor error's sacrifice . ' Tis but a sleep - and Sion's king Will call the many dead : ' Tis but a sleep - and then we sing , O'er dreams of sorrow fled . Yes ...
... grave , The body too shall rise ; No more precarious passion's slave , Nor error's sacrifice . ' Tis but a sleep - and Sion's king Will call the many dead : ' Tis but a sleep - and then we sing , O'er dreams of sorrow fled . Yes ...
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... grave . But man , who knows no good unmix'd and pure , Oft finds a poison where he sought a cure ; For grave deceivers lodge their labours here , And cloud the science they pretend to clear : Scourges for sin , the solemn tribe are sent ...
... grave . But man , who knows no good unmix'd and pure , Oft finds a poison where he sought a cure ; For grave deceivers lodge their labours here , And cloud the science they pretend to clear : Scourges for sin , the solemn tribe are sent ...
Strona 31
... insulting by : Forbid it shame , forbid it decent awe , What seems so grave , should no attention draw ! Lo ! where of late the Book of Martyrs stood , resound , And shadowy forms with staring eyes stalk round THE LIBRARY 31.
... insulting by : Forbid it shame , forbid it decent awe , What seems so grave , should no attention draw ! Lo ! where of late the Book of Martyrs stood , resound , And shadowy forms with staring eyes stalk round THE LIBRARY 31.
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appear'd Arminian art thou beauty behold bless'd bosom call'd Calvinistic charm cold comfort cried danger dare dear deed delight Doctor Johnson doubt dread dream Duke of Rutland ease fair fame fancy fate father favour favourite fear fear'd feel felt fix'd fled foes fond Fulham gain'd gave gentle GEORGE CRABBE give grace grave grief grieved happy hear heard heart honour hope humble kind knew labour lady live look look'd lord Lord Holland Lord Robert Manners lover maid marriage mind Muse never numbers nymph o'er pain pass'd passions peace pity pleased pleasure poison'd poor praise pride race rest scene scorn seem'd shame sigh smile soothe sorrow sought soul speak spirit spleen strong terror thee thine thou thought truth Twas vex'd virtue wife wish'd wretch youth
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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?