The Works of the Rev. George Crabbe: In Five Volumes. Vol. I. [-V.].John Murray, 1823 |
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Strana xv
... hand to him whom they consider as one who ought by this time to have cast away the timidity of inexperience , and to have acquired the courage that would enable him to decide for himself . When it is confessed that I have less ...
... hand to him whom they consider as one who ought by this time to have cast away the timidity of inexperience , and to have acquired the courage that would enable him to decide for himself . When it is confessed that I have less ...
Strana xxvi
... hand and dubious look , the careful man received and surveyed the bond given to him ; and , after a sigh or two of lingering mistrust , he placed it in the coffer whence he had just before taken his cash ; for which , and for whose ...
... hand and dubious look , the careful man received and surveyed the bond given to him ; and , after a sigh or two of lingering mistrust , he placed it in the coffer whence he had just before taken his cash ; for which , and for whose ...
Strana 23
... hand alone , Profuse of life , pours forth upon the stone ; For ever growing ; where the common eye Can but the bare and rocky bed descry : There Science loves to trace her tribes minute , The juiceless foliage , and the tasteless fruit ...
... hand alone , Profuse of life , pours forth upon the stone ; For ever growing ; where the common eye Can but the bare and rocky bed descry : There Science loves to trace her tribes minute , The juiceless foliage , and the tasteless fruit ...
Strana 27
... hand , it struck his heart . Yet , here will love its last attentions pay , And place memorials on these beds of clay . Large level stones lie flat upon the grave , And half a century's sun and tempest brave ; But many an honest tear ...
... hand , it struck his heart . Yet , here will love its last attentions pay , And place memorials on these beds of clay . Large level stones lie flat upon the grave , And half a century's sun and tempest brave ; But many an honest tear ...
Strana 30
... hand she press'd , And fondly whisper'd , " Thou must go to rest ; " “ I go , ” he said ; but as he spoke , she found His hand more cold , and fluttering was the sound ! Then gazed affrighten'd ; but she caught a last , 30 LET . II ...
... hand she press'd , And fondly whisper'd , " Thou must go to rest ; " “ I go , ” he said ; but as he spoke , she found His hand more cold , and fluttering was the sound ! Then gazed affrighten'd ; but she caught a last , 30 LET . II ...
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Arminian behold Blaney BOROUGH byssus Calvinistic cheerful Claudian comfort cried crime danger dare deed delight dread dwell ease evil fame fate favourite fear feel felt fix'd foes friends gain'd GEORGE CRABBE give grace grave grief grieve hear heart honour hope hour humble John Bunyan Juvenal kind labour lads LETTER live look look'd man's meads of asphodel mind misery never night numbers nymphs o'er once Ovid oxymel pain pass'd passions peace PETER GRIMES pity pleasant pleasure poison'd poor praise pride priest race racter reader rest rise Satan scenes scorn seat seem'd shame sigh Sir Denys sleep slow centuries smile soothed soul speech spirit spleen terrors thee thou thought town trade trembling tried truth twas vex'd vicar vice virtue walks wealth whist wretched youth
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Strana 205 - There are a sort of men, whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond; And do a wilful stillness entertain, With purpose to be dress'd in an opinion Of wisdom, gravity, profound conceit; As who should say, ' I am Sir Oracle, And, when I ope my lips, let no dog bark!
Strana 339 - 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.
Strana 383 - At the paternal door a carriage stands, Love knits their hearts and Hymen joins their hands. Ah ! — world unknown ! how charming is thy view, Thy pleasures many, and each pleasure new : Ah ! — world experienced ! what of thee is told ? How few thy pleasures, and those few how old...
Strana 5 - With ceaseless motion comes and goes the tide, Flowing, it fills the channel vast and wide; Then back to sea, with strong majestic sweep It rolls, in ebb yet terrible and deep: Here samphire-banks and salt-wort bound the flood, There stakes and sea-weeds withering on the mud ; And higher up, a ridge of all things base, Which some strong tide has roll'd upon the place.
Strana 11 - But nearer land, you may the billows trace, As if contending in their watery chase ; May watch the mightiest till the shoal they reach, Then break and hurry to their utmost stretch : Curl'd as they come, they strike with furious force, And then re-flowing, take their grating course, Raking the rounded flints, which ages past Roll'd by their rage, and shall to ages last.
Strana 77 - 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.
Strana 142 - When all is calm at sea, all still at land; And there the ocean's produce to explore, As floating by, or rolling on the shore ; Those living jellies which the flesh inflame, Fierce as a nettle, and from that its name ; Some in huge masses, some that you may bring In the small compass of a lady's ring; Figured by hand divine — there's not a gem Wrought by man's art to be compared to them; Soft, brilliant, tender, through the wave they glow, And make the moonbeam brighter where they flow.
Strana 370 - He seems the Place for that sad Act to see, And dreams the very Thirst which then will be : A Priest attends — it seems the one he knew In his best days, beneath whose care he grew.
Strana 387 - Books cannot always please, however good ; Minds are not ever craving for their food ; But sleep will soon the weary soul prepare For cares to-morrow that were this day's care : For forms, for feasts, that sundry times have past, And formal feasts that will for ever last.
Strana 353 - On the mid stream and saw the spirits rise ; " I saw my father on the water stand, " And hold a thin pale boy in either hand ; " And there they glided ghastly on the top " Of the salt flood, and never touch'da drop : " I would have struck them, but they knew th' intent, " And smiled upon the oar, and down they went.