George Crabbe. 1754-1832.
Oh, rather give me commentators plain,
Who with no deep researches vex the brain;
Who from the dark and doubtful love to run,
And hold their glimmering tapers to the sun.[443:5]
The Parish Register. Part i. Introduction.
[444]
Her air, her manners, all who saw admir'd;
Courteous though coy, and gentle though retir'd;
The joy of youth and health her eyes display'd,
And ease of heart her every look convey'd.
The Parish Register. Part ii. Marriages.
In this fool's paradise he drank delight.[444:1]
The Borough. Letter xii. Players.
Books cannot always please, however good;
Minds are not ever craving for their food.
The Borough. Letter xxiv. Schools.
In idle wishes fools supinely stay;
Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way.
The Birth of Flattery.
Cut and come again.
Tales. Tale vii. The Widow's Tale.
Better to love amiss than nothing to have loved.[444:2]
Tales. Tale xiv. The Struggles of Conscience.
But 't was a maxim he had often tried,
That right was right, and there he would abide.[444:3]
Tales. Tale xv. The Squire and the Priest.
'T was good advice, and meant, my son, Be good.
Tales. Tale xxi. The Learned Boy.
He tried the luxury of doing good.[444:4]
Tales of the Hall. Book iii. Boys at School.
To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent.[444:5]
Tales of the Hall. Book iii. Boys at School.
And took for truth the test of ridicule.[444:6]
Tales of the Hall. Book viii. The Sisters.
[445]
Time has touched me gently in his race,
And left no odious furrows in my face.[445:1]
Tales of the Hall. Book xvii. The Widow.
Footnotes
[443:5] See Young, page 311.
[444:1] See Appendix, page 858.
[444:2]
'T is better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all.
Tennyson: In Memoriam, xxvii.
[444:3] For right is right, since God is God.—Faber: The Right must win.
[444:4] See Goldsmith, page 394.
[444:5] To sigh, yet feel no pain.—Moore: The Blue Stocking.
[444:6] See Appendix, page 394.
[445:1] Touch us gently, Time.—B. W. Procter: Touch us gently, Time.
Time has laid his hand
Upon my heart, gently.
Longfellow: The Golden Legend, iv.