The Works of the Rev. George Crabbe: In Eight Volumes, Volume 5

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John Murray, 1823

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Page 71 - Canst thou not minister to a mind diseased ; Pluck from the memory a rooted sorrow ; Raze out the written troubles of the brain ; And, with some sweet, oblivious antidote, Cleanse the stuffed bosom of that perilous stuff, Which weighs upon the heart ? Doct.
Page 71 - 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!
Page 94 - I'll give —oh! let me fly — How ! but a dream — no judges ! dungeon ! chain ! Or these grim men ! — I will not sleep again. — Wilt thou, dread being ! thus thy promise keep? Day is thy time — and wilt thou murder sleep? Sorrow and want repose, and wilt thou come, Nor give one hour of pure untroubled gloom ? ' Oh ! Conscience ! Conscience ! man's most faithful friend. Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend; But if he will thy friendly checks forego, Thou art, oh ! woe for me, his...
Page 187 - And that which should accompany old age, As honour, love, obedience, troops of friends, I must not look to have ; but, in their stead, Curses, not loud but deep, mouth-honour, breath, Which the poor heart would fain deny, and dare not.
Page 209 - A credulous father, and a brother noble, Whose nature is so far from doing harms, That he suspects none, on whose foolish honesty My practices ride easy ! — I see the business.
Page 5 - Heav'n ! tlmu light divine! Amid what dangers art thou doom'd to shine ! Oft will the body's weakness check thy force, Oft damp thy vigour, and impede thy course ; And trembling nerves compel thee to restrain Thy nobler efforts, to contend with pain...
Page 117 - I'd make a life of jealousy, To follow still the changes of the moon With fresh suspicions?
Page 247 - Still has the love of order found a place With all that's low, degrading, mean, and base ; With all that merits scorn, and all that meets disgrace. In the cold miser of all change afraid, In pompous men in public seats obey'd, In humble placemen, heralds, solemn drones, Fanciers of flowers, and lads like Stephen Jones ; Order to these is armour and defence, And love of method serves for lack of sense.
Page 164 - falls upon his bed — It blows beside the thatch — it melts upon his head.' — ' 'Tis weakness, child, for grieving guilt to feel...
Page 173 - Each thought of taking to himself a wife : As men in trade alike, as men in love They seem'd with no according views to move; As certain ores in outward view the same, They show'd their difference when the magnet came.

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