Life of George Crabbe

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W. Scott, 1888 - 157 страници
 

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Страница 116 - Plenty smiles — alas ! she smiles for few — And those who taste not, yet behold her store, Are as the slaves that dig the golden ore, The wealth around them makes them doubly poor.
Страница 46 - On Mincio's banks, in Caesar's bounteous reign, If Tityrus found the Golden Age again, Must sleepy bards the flattering dream prolong, Mechanic echoes of the Mantuan song? From Truth and Nature shall we widely stray, Where Virgil, not where Fancy, leads the way? Yes, thus the Muses sing of happy swains, Because the Muses never knew their pains: They boast their peasants...
Страница 116 - Where other cares than those the Muse relates, And other shepherds dwell with other mates; By such examples taught, I paint the Cot, As Truth...
Страница 117 - Labour's fair child, that languishes with wealth? Go then! and see them rising with the sun, Through a long course of daily toil to run; See them beneath the dog-star's raging heat, When the knees tremble and the temples beat ; Behold them, leaning on their scythes, look o'er The labour past, and toils to come explore ; See them alternate suns and showers engage, And hoard up aches and anguish for their age...
Страница 116 - 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 clasping tares cling round the sickly blade...
Страница 130 - But by the thoughts that were created there. Pleasant it was to view the sea-gulls strive Against the storm, or in the ocean dive With eager scream, or when they dropping gave Their closing wings to sail upon the wave : Then, as the winds and waters raged around, And breaking billows mix'd their deafening sound, They on the rolling deep securely hung, And calmly rode the restless waves among.
Страница 127 - Then the broad bosom of the ocean keeps An equal motion; swelling as it sleeps, Then slowly sinking; curling to the strand, Faint, lazy waves o'ercreep the ridgy sand, Or tap the tarry boat with gentle blow, And back return in silence, smooth and slow. Ships in the calm seem...
Страница 126 - The ocean smiling to the fervid sun, The waves that faintly fall and slowly run, The ships at distance, and the boats at hand ; And now they walk upon the sea-side sand, Counting the number, and what kind they be, Ships softly sinking in the sleepy sea...
Страница 61 - His house was large, and the surrounding moat, the rookery, the ancient dovecot, and the well-stored fishponds, were such as might have suited a gentleman's seat of some consequence ; but one side of the house immediately overlooked a farm-yard,. full of all sorts of domestic animals, and the scene of constant bustle and noise.
Страница 28 - I need even your talents to apologise for the freedom I now take ; but I have a plea which, however simply urged, will, with a mind like yours, Sir, procure me pardon : I am one of those outcasts on the world, who are without a friend, without employment, and without bread.

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