The borough, continued. Occasional pieces. The world of dreams. TalesJohn Murray, Albemarle Street, 1834 |
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... start of terror and the groan of fear ; See the large dew - beads on his forehead rise , And the cold death - drop glaze his sunken eyes , VOL . IV . E Nor yet he died , but with unwonted force Seem'd LETTER XXII . 49 PETER GRIMES .
... start of terror and the groan of fear ; See the large dew - beads on his forehead rise , And the cold death - drop glaze his sunken eyes , VOL . IV . E Nor yet he died , but with unwonted force Seem'd LETTER XXII . 49 PETER GRIMES .
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George Crabbe. Nor yet he died , but with unwonted force Seem'd with some fancied being to discourse : He knew not us , or with accustom❜d art He hid the knowledge , yet exposed his heart ; ' Twas part confession and the rest defence ...
George Crabbe. Nor yet he died , but with unwonted force Seem'd with some fancied being to discourse : He knew not us , or with accustom❜d art He hid the knowledge , yet exposed his heart ; ' Twas part confession and the rest defence ...
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... force me on the oar to rest , " And when they saw me fainting and oppress'd , " He , with his hand , the old man , scoop'd the flood , " And there came flame about him mix'd with blood ; " He bade me stoop and look upon the place ...
... force me on the oar to rest , " And when they saw me fainting and oppress'd , " He , with his hand , the old man , scoop'd the flood , " And there came flame about him mix'd with blood ; " He bade me stoop and look upon the place ...
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... force the backward heart on love , That of itself the flame might feel ? When you the Magnet's power would prove , Say , would you strike it on the Steel ? From common flints you may by force Excite some transient sparks of fire ; And ...
... force the backward heart on love , That of itself the flame might feel ? When you the Magnet's power would prove , Say , would you strike it on the Steel ? From common flints you may by force Excite some transient sparks of fire ; And ...
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... force of Love , - When all the passion fill'd my breast , When , trembling , with the storm I strove , And pray'd , but vainly pray'd , for rest ; ' T was tempest all , a dreadful strife For ease , for joy , for more than life : ' T was ...
... force of Love , - When all the passion fill'd my breast , When , trembling , with the storm I strove , And pray'd , but vainly pray'd , for rest ; ' T was tempest all , a dreadful strife For ease , for joy , for more than life : ' T was ...
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The borough, continued. Occasional pieces. The world of dreams. Tales George Crabbe Visualização integral - 1851 |
The borough, continued. Occasional pieces. The world of dreams. Tales George Crabbe Visualização integral - 1834 |
Palavras e frases frequentes
Abel ALBEMARLE STREET Aldborough answer'd antè appear'd aunt beauty behold BOROUGH bosom call'd Castle of Otranto comfort Crabbe Crabbe's cried crime Cymbeline dare deed delight disdain dread dream dull Dunciad Edinburgh Review fair fancy fate father fear fear'd feel felt fill'd fix'd fled foes fond friendly pair gain'd gentle GEORGE CRABBE give gloom grace grave grew grief grieved Gwyn happy heart honour hope hour humble Jonas kind knew labour lady live look look'd Lord lover maid meads of asphodel mind Normanston nymph o'er pain pass'd passion Peter PETER GRIMES pity pleasure poet poor possess'd praise pray'd pride remain'd rest scene scorn seem'd shame sigh sigh'd silent smile sorrow soul speak spirit strong sweet Sybil TALE terror thee thou art thought trembling Twas vex'd widow youth
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Página 135 - To the very moment that he bade me tell it; Wherein I spake of most disastrous chances, Of moving accidents by flood and field, Of hair-breadth 'scapes i...
Página 37 - 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.
Página 48 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the playplace of our early days ; The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Página 225 - I have heard of your paintings too, well enough ; God hath given you one face and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance.
Página 205 - Yes, I am proud ; I must be proud to see Men, not afraid of God, afraid of me ; Safe from the bar, the pulpit, and the throne, Yet touch'd and sham'd by ridicule alone.
Página 10 - I waked one morning in the beginning of last June from a dream, of which all I could recover was, that I had thought myself in an ancient castle (a very natural dream for a head filled like mine with Gothic story) and that on the uppermost bannister of a great staircase I saw a gigantic hand in armour. In the evening I sat down and began to write, without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate.
Página 107 - The great cause of the present deplorable state of English poetry is to be attributed to that absurd and systematic depreciation of Pope, in which, for the last few years, there has been a kind of epidemical concurrence.
Página 247 - Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.
Página 247 - 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 : J But, either it was different in blood ; — Lys.
Página 10 - I sat down and began to write, without knowing in the least what I intended to say or relate. The work grew on my hands, and I grew fond of it...