The Poetical Works of George CrabbeH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1914 - 600 sider |
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... maids neglected , do ye fondly dote , On the fair type , or the embroider'd coat ; Detest my modest shelf , and long ... maid is willing to be won . Before the lords of verse a suppliant stand , And beg our passage through the fairy land ...
... maids neglected , do ye fondly dote , On the fair type , or the embroider'd coat ; Detest my modest shelf , and long ... maid is willing to be won . Before the lords of verse a suppliant stand , And beg our passage through the fairy land ...
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... maid shall be . High - sounding words our worthy Gardener gets , And at his club to wondering swains repeats ; He then of Rhus and Rododendron speaks , And Allium calls his onions and his leeks ; Nor weeds are now , for whence arose the ...
... maid shall be . High - sounding words our worthy Gardener gets , And at his club to wondering swains repeats ; He then of Rhus and Rododendron speaks , And Allium calls his onions and his leeks ; Nor weeds are now , for whence arose the ...
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... maid : Slow through the meadow roved they , many a mile Toy'd by each bank and trifled at each stile ; Where , as he painted every blissful view , And highly colour'd what he strongly drew , The pensive damsel , prone to tender fears ...
... maid : Slow through the meadow roved they , many a mile Toy'd by each bank and trifled at each stile ; Where , as he painted every blissful view , And highly colour'd what he strongly drew , The pensive damsel , prone to tender fears ...
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... maid had bless'd the simple man , Before dissensions rose , and she began : - ' Wretch that I am ! since to thy fortune bound , see , - But ah ! to prove it , was reserved for me . ' Unhappy state ! that , in decay of love , Permits ...
... maid had bless'd the simple man , Before dissensions rose , and she began : - ' Wretch that I am ! since to thy fortune bound , see , - But ah ! to prove it , was reserved for me . ' Unhappy state ! that , in decay of love , Permits ...
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... maid , Whose more enlivening smile the charming gifts repaid . Now Fortune changed , who , were she con- stant long , Would leave us few adventures for our song . A wicked elfin roved this land around , Whose joys proceeded from the ...
... maid , Whose more enlivening smile the charming gifts repaid . Now Fortune changed , who , were she con- stant long , Would leave us few adventures for our song . A wicked elfin roved this land around , Whose joys proceeded from the ...
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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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Side 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.
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 238 - But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which, withering on the virgin thorn, Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.
Side 145 - There are a sort of men whose visages Do cream and mantle like a standing pond...
Side 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!
Side 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?
Side 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.
Side 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...
Side 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?