The Borough. Letter VI: Professions–Law (George Crabbe Poems)
TRADES and Professions--these are themes the Muse,Left to her freedom, would forbear to choose;But to our Borough they in truth ...
TRADES and Professions--these are themes the Muse,Left to her freedom, would forbear to choose;But to our Borough they in truth ...
LEAVE now our streets, and in yon plain beholdThose pleasant Seats for the reduced and old;A merchant's gift, whose wife ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
The river boat had loitered down its way; The ropes were coiled, and business for the day Was ...
"The stars shine sweetly in the skies,Where, hours ago, they gently stole, Even as a lady's lovely eyesLook in upon ...
To the Superior World to Solemn PeaceTo Regions where Delights shall never ceaseTo Living Springs and to Celestial shadeFor change ...
"HOW sadly, sweet seraph, I mourn that I never, I ne'er was so happy thee living to know! How sadly ...
"AH, mock not me! for you have never lov'd, Nor have you e'er, like me, its sorrows prov'd, Nor have ...
And so goodbye, my love, my dear, and so goodbye, E'en thus from my sad heart go hence, depart; I ...
In order to perfect all readers the statements should he carved on rock walls, on cave walls, and on the ...
"SEE'ST thou yon lily in its blooming pride, Its snowy bosom op'ning to the view, Surcharg'd with gems of bright ...
ALTHO' to man's aspiring pride, It may appear degrading;Yet look on all the world around,And say what ...
AH, tell me, little mournful MOOR,Why still you linger on the shore?Haste to your play-mates, haste away,Nor loiter here with ...
Yet once more, my fellow-workers! Yet once more you lead the van,Armed with all unselfish motives, fighting for your fellowman.Never ...
The name of that Italian bard I seek,Whose varied works his well-earned praises speak,But chief one noble poem known to ...
If it has been the misery of my fate To mix too closely with the knave and fool, In these ...
The fane I build on this foundation stone Which seems to me the most immortal part Of carnal nature, man's ...
What art thou, SPLEEN, which ev'ry thing dost ape? Thou Proteus to abus'd Mankind, Who never yet thy real Cause ...
Like Oedipus I am losing my sight. LIke Judas I have done my wrong. Their punishment is over; the shame ...
The lilly cheek, the "purple light of love," The liquid lustre of the melting eye,-- Mary! of these the Poet ...
Success to Tommy Atkins, he's a very brave man, And to deny it there's few people can; And to face ...
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