The works of ... George Crabbe, Volume 2

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Page 3 - Waves so swell'd and steep, Breaking and sinking, and the sunken swells, Nor one, one moment, in its station dwells : But nearer Land you may the Billows trace, As if contending in their watery chace ; May watch the mightiest till the Shoal they reach, Then break and hurry to...
Page 233 - 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.
Page 257 - And he will now the sweetest moments spend Life has to yield : no, never will he find Again on earth such pleasure in his mind ; He goes through shrubby walks these friends among, Love in their looks and...
Page 14 - This once, and then the day: Yet prudence tarried, but when last he went, He drew from pitying love a full consent. Happy he sail'd, and great the care she took That he should softly sleep and smartly look; White was his better linen, and his check Was made more trim than any on the deck; And every comfort men at sea can know Was hers to buy, to make, and to bestow? For he to Greenland...
Page 259 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone, That feels not at that sight, and feels at none. The wall...
Page 115 - On all without a lordly host sustains The care of empire, and observant reigns ; The parting guest beholds him at his side, With pomp obsequious, bending in his pride ; Round all the place his eyes all objects meet, Attentive, silent, civil, and discreet. O'er all within the lady-hostess rules, Her bar she governs, and her kitchen schools ; To every guest th...
Page 243 - I fix'd my eyes On the mid stream and saw the spirits rise : I saw my father on the water stand, And hold a thin pale boy in either hand ; And there they glided ghastly on the top Of the salt flood, and never touch'da drop : I would have struck them, but they knew th' intent, And smiled upon the oar, and down they went.
Page 16 - A sudden vigour in his voice was heard;— She had been reading in the Book of Prayer, And led him forth, and placed him in his chair; Lively he...
Page 3 - In-shore their passage tribes of sea-gulls urge, And drop for prey within the sweeping surge ; Oft in the rough opposing blast they fly Far back, then turn, and all their force apply, While to the storm they give their weak complaining cry; Or clap the sleek white pinion on the breast, And in the restless ocean dip for rest.
Page 257 - The Ocean smiling to the fervid Sun— The Waves that faintly fall and slowly run — The Ships at distance and the Boats at hand ; And now they walk upon the Sea-side Sand, Counting the Number and what Kind they be, Ships softly sinking in the sleepy Sea...

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