George Crabbe
George Crabbe
George Crabbewas an English poet, surgeon, and clergyman. He is best known for his early use of the realistic narrative form and his descriptions of middle and working-class life and people...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth24 December 1754
sweet past moon
O days remember'd well! remember'd all! The bitter sweet, the honey and the gall; Those garden rambles in the silent night, Those trees so shady, and that moon se bright, That thickset alley by the arbor clos'd, That woodbine seat where we at last repos'd; And then the hopes that came and then were gone, Quick as the clouds beneath the moon past on.
church bells towers
What is a church?—Our honest sexton tells, 'Tis a tall building, with a tower and bells.
circles views water
Circles in water as they wider flow The less conspicuous in their progress grow, And when at last they trench upon the shore, Distinction ceases and they're view'd no more.
reflection understanding fancy
Whatever amuses, serves to kill time, to lull the faculties, and to banish reflection. Whatever entertains, usually awakens the understanding or gratifies the fancy. Whatever diverts, is lively in its nature, and sometimes tumultuous in its effects.
learning land house
Learning is better worth than houses or land.
disrespect want spirit
Impertinence will intermeddle in things in which it has no concern, showing a want of breeding, or, more commonly, a spirit of sheer impudence.
sacred wells foe
Against her foes Religion well defends Her sacred truths, but often fears her friends.
fashion children fool
Fashion, though Folly's child, and guide of fools, Rules e'en the wisest, and in learning rules.
paint bards
I paint the cot, As truth will paint it, and as bards will not.
lying sick honor
Void of all honor, avaricious, rash, The daring tribe compound their boasted trash Tincture of syrup, lotion, drop, or pill; All tempt the sick to trust the lying bill.
heart
Some hearts are hidden, some have not a heart.
may rogues lawyer
Who calls a lawyer rogue, may find, too lateUpon one of these depends his whole estate.
fields charm flocks
I grant indeed that fields and flocks have charms, For him that gazes or for him that farms.
silent lasting awe
With awe, around these silent walks I tread; These are the lasting mansions of the dead.