The Borough. Letter XVIII: The Poor And Their (George Crabbe Poems)
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
DwellingsYES! we've our Borough-vices, and I knowHow far they spread, how rapidly they grow;Yet think not virtue quits the busy ...
The sun hath set; the outworn armies sleep: But, in Arbaces' tent, by summons called For counsel secret on things ...
Mean while loquacious Fame the News thro'--out Each Corner of the Land had spread about. The Monster Fame; by Stealth ...
Yet to the wondrous St. Peter's, and yet to the solemn Rotunda, Mingling with heroes and gods, yet to the ...
TO THE MARQUIS GINO CAPPONI. I was mistaken, my dear Gino. Long And greatly have I erred. I fancied life ...
Nobody knew why it should be so;Nobody knew or wanted to know. It might have been checked had but someone ...
Who murmurs, hither, hither: whoWhere nought is audible so fills the ear?Where nought is visible can make appearA veil with ...
1.I AM a little weary of my life—Not thy life, blessed Father! Or the bloodToo slowly laves the coral shores ...
Courage was cast about her like a dressOf solemn comeliness,A gathered mind and an untroubled faceDid give her dangers grace. ...
NOW hark! what loud, tumultuous joys resound,From all the echoing rocks and valleys round;And hear! the sage oraculous declare,Tis time ...
I.If thou hadst been a sculptor, what a raceOf forms divine had thenceforth filled the land!Methinks I see thee, glorious ...
Two angels, as I grew up glad and gay From golden infancy,Were with me, walking all along the way On ...
1660At last the long darkness of anarchy lifts, and the dawn o'er the grayIn rosy pulsation floods; the tremulous amber ...
Part the FirstItt was a blind beggar, had long lost his sight,He had a faire daughter of bewty most bright;And ...
IAs in the long dead days marauding hostsOf Indians came from far Siberian coasts,And drove the peaceful Aztecs from their ...
A CHORUS OF HUMAN SPIRITS IN THE MIST.FAR in the shuddering spaces of the NorthWe live. We saw a ShapeOf ...
…….."This is to be a mortal,And seek the things beyond mortality!" ~ Manfred.Thy voice prevails — dear friend, my gentle ...
ISee the sweet women, friend, that lean beneathThe ever-falling fountain of green leavesRound the white bending stem, and like a ...
——— A manly race Of unsubmitting spirit, wise and brave; Who still through bleeding ages struggled hard To hold a ...
Stop, oh my friends, let us pause to weep over the remembrance of my beloved.Here was her abode on the ...
ALAN had preached his sermon--grave, devout, Yet full of lightnings and electric shocks For tender souls who reckoned even doubt ...
I. WHAT song is this which on the water rings, Rousing the lonely post? — its flag ascends:Forth from the ...
LEMMINIKAINEN'S SECOND WOOING.Spake the ancient LemminkainenTo the hostess of Pohyola:"Give to me thy lovely daughter,Bring me now thy winsome maiden,Bring ...
. At Aix-la-Chapelle, in imperial array, In its halls renowned in old story, At ...
HASTENED the hardy one, henchmen with him,sandy strand of the sea to treadand widespread ways. The world's great candle,sun shone ...
The Western sun, ere he sought his lair, Skimm'd the treetops, and ...
'TWAS night-and where a watery sound Came moaning up the Flat,Six rude and bearded stockmen round Their blazing ...
I.(_On many recent novels by the conventional unconventionalists_.)Old Pantaloon, lean-witted, dour and rich, After grim years of soul-destroying greed,Weds Columbine, ...
"I - At Her Dugout Because it's cut in the canyon bank, you looked For a rabbit hole with a ...
When shawes been sheene, and shradds full fayre,And leeves both large and longe,Itt is merry, walking in the fayre forrest,To ...
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