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• In general satire, every man perceives A slight attack, yet neither fears nor grieves.

  George Crabbe

  Grieving, Men, Satire

  George Crabbe, John Crabbe (1834). “The poetical works of the Rev. George Crabbe: in eight volumes”, p.127

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• From powerful causes spring the empiric's gains, Man's love of life, his weakness, and his pains; These first induce him the vile trash to try, Then lend his name, that other men may buy.

  George Crabbe

  Pain, Powerful, Spring

  George Crabbe (1834). “The Poetical Works with His Letters and Journals and His Life by His Son. - London, John Murray 1834”, p.135

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• Virtues neglected then, adored become, And graces slighted, blossom on the tomb.

  George Crabbe

  Grace, Virtue, Neglect

  'The Borough' (1810) Letter 2 'The Church' l. 133

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• We cannot heal the throbbing heart till we discern the wounds within.

  George Crabbe

  Heart, Emotional, Feelings

  George Crabbe (1823). “The Works of the Rev. George Crabbe: In Five Volumes”, p.273

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• Impertinence will intermeddle in things in which it has no concern, showing a want of breeding, or, more commonly, a spirit of sheer impudence.

  George Crabbe

  Disrespect, Want, Spirit

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• Oh! 'tis a precious thing, when wives are dead, To find such numbers who will serve instead: And in whatever state a man be thrown, 'Tis that precisely they would wish their own.

  George Crabbe

  Men, Numbers, Wife

  George Crabbe (1855). “The Poetical Works of George Crabbe. With Life. Eight Engravings on Steel”, p.445

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• All green was anished sae of pine and yew, That still displayed their melancholy hue; Sae the green holly with its berries red, And the green moss that o'er the grael spread.

  George Crabbe

  Hollies, Moss, Yew

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• Life's bloomy flush was lost.

  George Crabbe

  Life, Lost

  George Crabbe (1834). “The poetical works with his letters and journals, and his life,”, p.191

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• The coward never on himself relies, But to an equal for assistance flies.

  George Crabbe

  Coward, Equal, Rely

  George Crabbe (1855). “Poetical Works: Preface to the Tales”, p.25

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• 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.

  George Crabbe

  Sweet, Moon, Night

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• That all men would be cowards if they dare,
  Some men we know have courage to declare.

  George Crabbe

  Men, Coward, Would Be

  George Crabbe, John Crabbe (1834). “The poetical works of the Rev. George Crabbe: in eight volumes”, p.155

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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?

  George Crabbe

  Prayer, Pain, Real

  George Crabbe, Reginald Heber, Robert Pollok (1857). “The Poetical Works of Crabbe, Heber, and Pollok: Complete in One Volume”, p.15

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• 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.

  George Crabbe

  Perseverance, Ambition, Passion

  George Crabbe (1839). “The Poetical Works of Crabbe, Heber, and Pollok: Complete in One Volume”, p.364

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