The works of George Crabbe, Svazek 41816 |
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Strana 65 - My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, And every tongue brings in a several tale, And every tale condemns me for a villain. Perjury, perjury, in the high'st degree; Murder, stern murder, in the dir'st degree; All several sins, all us'd in each degree, Throng to the bar, crying all 'Guilty! guilty!
Strana 107 - Anna was young and lovely — in her eye The glance of beauty, in her cheek the dye; Her shape was slender, and her features small, But graceful, easy, unaffected all: The liveliest tints her youthful...
Strana 86 - Oh ! Conscience ! Conscience ! man's most faithful friend. Him canst thou comfort, ease, relieve, defend; But if he will thy friendly checks forego, Thou art, oh ! woe for me, his deadliest foe !
Strana 7 - But grew ashamed of ghosts, and laid it by ; Sermons he wrote, but they who knew his creed, Or knew it not, were ill disposed to read ; And he would lastly be the nation's guide, But, studying, fail'd to fix upon a side ; Fame he desired, and talents he possess'd, But...
Strana 16 - And from associates pleas'd to find a friend, With powers to lead them, gladden, and defend, In all those scenes where transient ease is found, For minds whom sins oppress, and sorrows wound. Wine is like anger ; for it makes us strong, Blind and impatient, and it leads us wrong ; The strength is quickly lost, we feel the error long...