The works of George Crabbe, 3. kötet

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189. oldal - That frets and hurries to th' opposing side ; The rushes sharp that on the borders grow, Bend their brown flow'rets to the streams below, Impure in all its course, in all its progress slow : Here a grave Flora scarcely deigns to bloom, Nor wears a rosy blush, nor sheds perfume ; The few dull flowers that o'er the place...
131. oldal - 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: But, either it was different in blood; Her.
48. oldal - But to an equal for assistance flies; Man yields to custom, as he bows to fate, In all things ruled — mind, body, and estate; In pain, in sickness, we for cure apply To them we know not, and we know not why...
190. oldal - The few dull flowers that o'er the place are spread Partake the nature of their fenny bed; Here on its wiry stem, in rigid bloom, Grows the salt lavender that lacks perfume ; Here the dwarf sallows creep, the septfoil harsh, And the soft slimy mallow of the marsh ; Lmv on the ear the distant billows sound, And just in view appears their stony bound...
185. oldal - When minds are joyful, then we look around, And what is seen is all on fairy ground ; Again they sicken, and on every view Cast their own dull and melancholy hue ; Or, if...
123. oldal - I must be loved," said Sybil ; " I must see The man in terrors who aspires to me ; At my forbidding frown his heart must ache, His tongue must falter, and his frame must shake : And if I grant him at my feet to kneel, "What trembling, fearful pleasure must he feel ; Nay, such the raptures that my smiles inspire, That reason's self must for a time retire.
115. oldal - Neat was their house; each table, chair, and stool, Stood in its place, or moving moved by rule; No lively print or picture graced the room; A plain brown paper lent its decent gloom...
192. oldal - Of vigour palsied and of beauty stain'd ; Her bloodshot eyes on her unheeding mate Were wrathful turn'd, and seem'd her wants to state, Cursing his tardy aid — her Mother there With gipsy-state...
xix. oldal - And, to bring forward one other example, it will be found that Pope himself has no small portion of this actuality of relation, this nudity of description, and poetry without an atmosphere...
101. oldal - And will my lord Vouchsafe no comfort ? drop no soothing word ? Yes, he must speak : ' he speaks, ' My good young friend, You know my views ; upon my care depend ; My hearty thanks to your good father pay, And be a student. — Harry, drive away.

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