The borough, continued. Occasional pieces. The world of dreams. TalesJohn Murray, Albemarle Street, 1834 |
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... grieved by fastings , gall'd by fates severe , " Slow pass'd the days of the successless year ; " Still in these gloomy hours , my brother then " Had glorious views , unseen by prosperous men : “ And when thy heart has felt its wish ...
... grieved by fastings , gall'd by fates severe , " Slow pass'd the days of the successless year ; " Still in these gloomy hours , my brother then " Had glorious views , unseen by prosperous men : “ And when thy heart has felt its wish ...
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... Grieved , abject , scorn'd , insulted , and betray'd , Of God unmindful , and of man afraid , - No more he talk'd ; ' twas pain , ' t was shame to speak , His heart was sinking , and his frame was weak . His sister died with such serene ...
... Grieved , abject , scorn'd , insulted , and betray'd , Of God unmindful , and of man afraid , - No more he talk'd ; ' twas pain , ' t was shame to speak , His heart was sinking , and his frame was weak . His sister died with such serene ...
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... , or stations , on the banks of a river , wherein the current flows in a straight uninterrupted course , as Woolwich Reach , " & c . - BURNEY . ] And though he felt forsaken , grieved at heart , LETTER XXII . 47 PETER GRIMES .
... , or stations , on the banks of a river , wherein the current flows in a straight uninterrupted course , as Woolwich Reach , " & c . - BURNEY . ] And though he felt forsaken , grieved at heart , LETTER XXII . 47 PETER GRIMES .
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George Crabbe. And though he felt forsaken , grieved at heart , To think he lived from all mankind apart ; Yet , if a man approach'd , in terrors he would start . A winter pass'd since Peter saw the town , And summer lodgers were again ...
George Crabbe. And though he felt forsaken , grieved at heart , To think he lived from all mankind apart ; Yet , if a man approach'd , in terrors he would start . A winter pass'd since Peter saw the town , And summer lodgers were again ...
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... grieved , and trembled at his lot . A Priest too came , to whom his words are told ; And all the signs they shudder'd to behold . " Look ! look ! " they cried ; " his limbs with horror shake , " And as he grinds his teeth , what noise ...
... grieved , and trembled at his lot . A Priest too came , to whom his words are told ; And all the signs they shudder'd to behold . " Look ! look ! " they cried ; " his limbs with horror shake , " And as he grinds his teeth , what noise ...
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Abel ALBEMARLE STREET Aldborough answer'd ant่ appear'd aunt beauty behold BOROUGH bosom call'd Castle of Otranto comfort Crabbe Crabbe's cried crime Cymbeline dare deed delight disdain dread dream dull Dunciad Edinburgh Review fair fancy fate father fear fear'd feel felt fill'd fix'd fled foes fond friendly pair gain'd gentle GEORGE CRABBE give gloom grace grave grew grief grieved Gwyn happy heart honour hope hour humble Jonas kind knew labour lady live look look'd Lord lover maid meads of asphodel mind Normanston nymph o'er pain pass'd passion Peter PETER GRIMES pity pleasure poet poor possess'd praise pray'd pride remain'd rest scene scorn seem'd shame sigh sigh'd silent smile sorrow soul speak spirit strong sweet Sybil TALE terror thee thou art thought trembling Twas vex'd widow youth
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