“A club there is of smokers--dare you come To that close, clouded, hot, narcotic room? When, midnight past, the very candles seem Dying for air, and give a ghastly gleam; When curling fumes in lazy wreaths arise, And prosing topers rub their winking eyes.”
Quote by George Crabbe
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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 (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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