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The poetical works of the Rev. George Crabbe: in eight volumes

The 'The poetical works of the Rev. George Crabbe: in eight volumes' is a comprehensive compilation of the poetry written by George Crabbe, a notable English poet. The collection spans eight volumes, offering readers a wide array of Crabbe's verse and poetic compositions. It serves as a significant resource for those interested in studying Crabbe's literary legacy and his impact on English poetry. more

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George Crabbe
George Crabbe

George Crabbe (December 24, 1754 - February 3, 1832) was an English poet known for his profound depictions of rural life and critical reflections on social realities. His poetry, characterized by its detailed portrayal of the countryside and social commentary, has earned him a place as one of the most significant poets of the late 18th and early 19th centuries. more

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“Say, ye oppress'd by some fantastic woes, Some jarring nerve that baffles your repose; Who press the downy couch, while slaves advance With timid eye, to read the distant glance; Who with sad prayers the weary doctor tease, To name the nameless ever-new disease; Who with mock patience dire complaints endure, Which real pain and that alone can cure; How would ye bear in real pain to lie, Despised, neglected, left alone to die? How would ye bear to draw your latest breath, Where all that's wretched paves the way for death?”

“Genius! thou gift of Heav'n! thou Light divine! Amid what dangers art thou doom'd to shine! Oft will the body's weakness check thy force, Oft damp thy Vigour, and impede thy course; And trembling nerves compel thee to restrain Thy noble efforts, to contend with pain; Or Want (sad guest!) will in thy presence come, And breathe around her melancholy gloom: To Life's low cares will thy proud thought confine, And make her sufferings, her impatience, thine.”

“Fortunes are made, if I the facts may state-- Though poor myself, I know the fortunate: First, there's a knowledge of the way from whence Good fortune comes--and this is sterling sense: Then perseverance, never to decline The chase of riches till the prey is thine; And firmness never to be drawn away By any passion from that noble prey-- By love, ambition, study, travel, fame, Or the vain hope that lives upon a name.”

“Blest be the gracious Power, who taught mankind To stamp a lasting image of the mind! Beasts may convey, and tuneful birds may sing, Their mutual feelings, in the opening spring; But Man alone has skill and power to send The heart's warm dictates to the distant friend; 'Tis his alone to please, instruct, advise Ages remote, and nations yet to rise.”