Life of the Rev. George Crabbe, by his son

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George Crabbe
John Murray, Albemarle Street, 1834
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Page 222 - Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty: For in my youth I never did apply Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo The means of weakness and debility; Therefore my age is as a lusty winter, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; I'll do the service of a younger man In all your business and necessities.
Page 8 - Where the thin harvest waves its wither'd ears; Rank weeds, that every art and care defy, Reign o'er the land and rob the blighted rye : There thistles stretch their prickly arms afar, And to the ragged infant threaten war ; There poppies nodding, mock the hope of toil; There the blue bugloss paints the sterile soil; Hardy and high, above the slender sheaf, The slimy mallow waves her silky leaf; O'er the young shoot the charlock throws a shade, And...
Page 317 - When the ear heard him, then it blessed him ; and when the eye saw him, it gave witness to him : because he delivered the poor that cried, the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish, came upon him ; and he caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
Page 44 - Here wand'ring long, amid these frowning fields, I sought the simple life that Nature yields ; Rapine and Wrong and Fear usurp'd her place, And a bold, artful, surly, savage race : Who, only skill'd to take the finny tribe, The yearly dinner, * or septennial bribe...
Page 208 - To my Gothic ear, indeed, the Stabat Mater, the Dies Ire, and some of the other hymns of the Catholic Church, are more solemn and affecting than the fine classical poetry of Buchanan ; the one has the gloomy dignity of a Gothic church, and reminds us instantly of the worship to which it is dedicated ; the other is more like a Pagan temple, recalling to our memory the classical and fabulous deities.
Page 212 - The ring so worn, as you behold, So thin, so pale, is yet of gold: The passion such it was to prove; Worn with life's cares, love yet was love.
Page 116 - I have sent you back Mr. CRABBE'S Poem ; which I read with great delight. It is original, vigorous, and elegant. — The alterations which I have made, I do not require him to adopt ; for, my lines are, perhaps, not often better [than] his own : but he may take mine and his own together, and perhaps, between them, produce'something better than either.
Page 21 - He wrote upon every occasion and without occasion, and like greater men, and indeed like almost every young versifier, he planned tragedies and epic poems, and began to think of succeeding in the highest line of composition before he had made one good and commendable effort in the lowest.
Page 159 - From that time his health began to amend rapidly, and his constitution was renovated ; a rare effect of opium, for that drug almost always inflicts some partial injury, even when it is necessary: but to him it was only salutary — and to a constant but slightly increasing dose of it may be attributed his long and generally healthy life.
Page 242 - ... a poet of nature, and I could not but contrast the unassumingness of his manners with the originality of his powers. In what may be called the ready-money small-talk of conversation, his facility might not perhaps seem equal to the known calibre of his talents ; but in the progress of conversation I recollect remarking that there was a vigilant shrewdness that almost eluded you by keeping its watch so quietly.

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