The borough, continued. Occasional pieces. The world of dreams. TalesJohn Murray, Albemarle Street, 1834 |
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... o'er their evening wine ; And much in private ' t would their mirth improve , To hear how Abel spake of life and love ; To hear him own what grievous pains it cost , Ere the old saint was in the sinner lost , Ere his poor mind , with ...
... o'er their evening wine ; And much in private ' t would their mirth improve , To hear how Abel spake of life and love ; To hear him own what grievous pains it cost , Ere the old saint was in the sinner lost , Ere his poor mind , with ...
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... readings and our morning praise , " Our spirits ' comfort in the trials sent , " Our hearts ' rejoicings in the blessings lent , " All that o'er grief a cheering influence shed , 26 LETTER XXI . POOR OF THE BOROUGH :
... readings and our morning praise , " Our spirits ' comfort in the trials sent , " Our hearts ' rejoicings in the blessings lent , " All that o'er grief a cheering influence shed , 26 LETTER XXI . POOR OF THE BOROUGH :
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George Crabbe. " All that o'er grief a cheering influence shed , " Are these for ever and for ever fled ? " When , in the years gone by , the trying years , " When faith and hope had strife with wants and fears , " Thy nerves have ...
George Crabbe. " All that o'er grief a cheering influence shed , " Are these for ever and for ever fled ? " When , in the years gone by , the trying years , " When faith and hope had strife with wants and fears , " Thy nerves have ...
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... o'er his body creep , Till worn - out nature is compell'd to sleep . Now comes the dream again : it shows each scene , With each small circumstance that comes between- The call to suffering and the very deed - There crowds go with him ...
... o'er his body creep , Till worn - out nature is compell'd to sleep . Now comes the dream again : it shows each scene , With each small circumstance that comes between- The call to suffering and the very deed - There crowds go with him ...
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... o'er the heath in all its purple bloom , - And pluck the blossom where the wild bees hum ; Then through the broomy bound with ease they pass , And press the sandy sheep - walk's slender grass , Where dwarfish flowers among the gorse are ...
... o'er the heath in all its purple bloom , - And pluck the blossom where the wild bees hum ; Then through the broomy bound with ease they pass , And press the sandy sheep - walk's slender grass , Where dwarfish flowers among the gorse are ...
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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...