The Works of the Rev. George Crabbe: In Five Volumes. Vol. I. [-V.].

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John Murray, Albemarle-Street., 1823

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Strana 94 - I loved to walk where none had walked before, About the rocks that ran along the shore ; Or far beyond the sight of men to stray, And take my pleasure when I lost my way ; For then 'twas mine to trace the hilly heath, And all the mossy moor that lies beneath : Here had I favourite stations, where I stood And heard the murmurs of the ocean-flood, With not a sound beside, except when flew Aloft the lapwing or the gray curlew, Who with wild notes my fancied power defied, And mock'd the dreams of solitary...
Strana 226 - I will not have the churchyard ground, " ' With bones all black and ugly grown, " ' To press my shivering body round, " ' Or on my wasted limbs be thrown.
Strana 325 - There is, I feel there is, a world beside ! " Martha, dear Martha ! we shall hear not then " Of hearts distress'd by good or evil men, " But all will constant, tender, faithful be...
Strana 94 - ... Then as the winds and waters raged around, " And breaking billows mix'd their deafening sound, " They on the rolling deep securely hung, " And calmly rode the restless waves among. " Nor pleased it less around me to behold, " Far up the beach, the yesty sea-foam...
Strana 272 - I rode or walk'd as I was wont before, " But now the bounding spirit was no more ; " A moderate pace would now my body heat, " A walk of moderate length distress my feet.
Strana 280 - A pleasant, sturdy disputant was he,. Who had a daughter — such the Fates decree, To prove how weak is man— poor yielding man, like me. Time after time the maid went out and in, Ere love was yet beginning to begin ; The first awakening .proof the early doubt, Rose from observing she went in and out.
Strana 300 - At dinners what appearM — at cards who lost or won. Our good appearance through the town was known, Hunger and thirst were matters of our own ; And you would judge that she in scandal dealt Who told on what we fed, or how we felt.
Strana 272 - At a friend's mansion I began to dread The cold neat parlor and the gay glazed bed: At home I felt a more decided taste, And must have all things in my order placed. I ceased to hunt ; my horses pleased me less — My dinner more; I learned to play at chess.
Strana 172 - O ! cast it from thy thought away ; Think of the day that gave it birth, And this its sweet returning day. " Buried be all that has been done, Or say that nought is done amiss ; For who the dangerous path can shun In such bewildering world as this ? But love can every fault forgive, Or with a tender look reprove; And now let nought in memory live, But that we meet, and that we love.
Strana 272 - Locks of pure brown, displayed the encroaching white ; The blood, once fervid, now to cool began, And Time's strong pressure to subdue the man. I rode or walked as I was wont before, But now the bounding spirit was no more ; A moderate pace would now my body heat, A walk of moderate length distress my feet. I showed my stranger guest those hills sublime, But said, " The view is poor, we need not climb.

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