The Poetical Works of the Rev. George Crabbe: With His Letters and Journals, and His Life, Volume 4J. Murray, 1836 - 336 pages |
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... hand ; She had no vixen virgin - aunt , Without whose aid she could not eat , And yet who poison'd all her meat , With gibe and sneer and taunt . Yet of the heroine she ' d a share , - She saved a lover from despair , And granted all ...
... hand ; She had no vixen virgin - aunt , Without whose aid she could not eat , And yet who poison'd all her meat , With gibe and sneer and taunt . Yet of the heroine she ' d a share , - She saved a lover from despair , And granted all ...
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... hand , in armour . In the evening , I sat down and began to write , without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate . The work grew on my hands , and I grew fond of it . Add , that I was very glad to think of any thing ...
... hand , in armour . In the evening , I sat down and began to write , without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate . The work grew on my hands , and I grew fond of it . Add , that I was very glad to think of any thing ...
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... hand , triumphant through all the previous scenes , is sure to be immolated , in the last , by the sword of retribution . This kind of novel is useless : the lessons it teaches are mere enthusiasm and ro- mance for the every - day ...
... hand , triumphant through all the previous scenes , is sure to be immolated , in the last , by the sword of retribution . This kind of novel is useless : the lessons it teaches are mere enthusiasm and ro- mance for the every - day ...
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... hand ; " The maidens loved him ; when he came to die , " No , not the coldest could suppress a sigh : " Here I must cease how can I say , my child - - " Was by the bad of either sex beguiled ? " Worst of the bad - they taught him that ...
... hand ; " The maidens loved him ; when he came to die , " No , not the coldest could suppress a sigh : " Here I must cease how can I say , my child - - " Was by the bad of either sex beguiled ? " Worst of the bad - they taught him that ...
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... hand to stop thy headlong race ? " Lo ! thou art bound ; a slave in Satan's chain , " The righteous Abel turn'd the wretched Cain ; " His brother's blood against the murderer cried , 66 Against thee thine , unhappy suicide ! " Are all ...
... hand to stop thy headlong race ? " Lo ! thou art bound ; a slave in Satan's chain , " The righteous Abel turn'd the wretched Cain ; " His brother's blood against the murderer cried , 66 Against thee thine , unhappy suicide ! " Are all ...
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Page 133 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Page 47 - That, viewing it, we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again. This fond attachment to the well-known place Whence first we started into life's long race, Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e'en in age, and at our latest day.
Page 223 - I have heard of your paintings too, well enough ; God hath given you one face and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Page 105 - The great cause of the present deplorable state of English poetry is to be attributed to that absurd and systematic depreciation of Pope, in which, for the last few years, there has been a kind of epidemical concurrence.
Page 245 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Page 245 - Ah me ! for aught that ever I could read, Could ever hear by tale or history, . The course of true love never did run smooth : J But, either it was different in blood ; — Lys.
Page 203 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Page 46 - Though mangled, hack'd, and hew'd, not yet destroy'd ; The little ones, unbutton'd, glowing hot, Playing our games, and on the very spot ; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw...
Page 6 - d lie down and trace How sidelong crabs had scrawl'd their crooked race, Or sadly listen to the tuneless cry Of fishing gull or clanging golden-eye ; What time the sea-birds to the marsh would come, And the loud bittern, from the bull-rush home, Gave from the salt ditch side the bellowing boom...
Page 193 - That, however, is only a mercantile way of looking at the matter; but did any of my sons show poetical talent, of which, to my great satisfaction, there are no appearances, the first thing I should do, would be to inculcate upon him the duty of cultivating some honourable profession, and qualifying himself to play a more respectable part in society than the mere poet. And as the best corollary of my doctrine, I would make him get your tale of "The Patron," by heart from beginning to end.