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Poems (1905)
Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
I.
Volume I
JUVENILIA.
SOLITUDE.
A SONG.
TO EMMA.
DESPAIR.
CUPID.
SONG.
[ON THE DEATH OF WILLIAM SPRINGALL LEVETT.]
JUVENILIA
THE SACRAMENT.
MIDNIGHT.
JUVENILIA
[A FAREWELL.]
[A HUMBLE INVOCATION.]
III.
Volume III
MISCELLANEOUS VERSES PREVIOUSLY PRINTED.
POETICAL EPISTLES.
I.
EPISTLE I. [FROM THE DEVIL. AN EPISTLE GENERAL.]
II.
EPISTLE II. [FROM THE AUTHOR.]
[FROM BELVOIR CASTLE.]
[THE NEW SAMARITAN.]
BELVOIR CASTLE.
[HIS MOTHER'S WEDDING-RING.]
[PARHAM REVISITED.]
LINES WRITTEN AT WARWICK.
THE FRIEND IN LOVE.
[DISILLUSIONED.]
[LINES] FROM A DISCARDED POEM,
ON THE DEATH OF SIR SAMUEL ROMILLY.
LINES.
[LINES.]
LINES, ADDRESSED TO THE DOWAGER DUCHESS OF RUTLAND.
FRAGMENTS OF TALES AND MISCELLANEOUS VERSES NOT PREVIOUSLY PRINTED,
TRACY.
[SUSAN AND HER LOVERS.]
CAPTAIN GODFREY.
THE AMOURS OF G[EORGE].
[FRAGMENTS OF TALES OF THE HALL.]
TRAGIC TALES, WHY?
[ROBERT AND CATHARINE.]
DAVID JONES.
THE DESERTED FAMILY.
THE FUNERAL OF THE SQUIRE.
JOSEPH AND CHARLES.
[CONTENTMENT.]
TO HIS GRACE THE DUKE OF RUTLAND.
[THE PASSIONATE PILGRIM.]
[SORROW.]
[A FRAGMENT.]
[POVERTY AND LOVE.]
[THE CURATE'S PROGRESS.]
[THE TASK.]
[CONSCIOUS GUILTINESS.]
[BELIEF AND UNBELIEF.]
VERSES WRITTEN FOR THE DUKE OF RUTLAND'S BIRTHDAY.
MISS WALDRON'S BIRTHDAY.
TO THE HON. MRS SPENCER.
AN INSCRIPTION AT GUY'S CLIFF.
[ON A VIEW OF] BARFORD.
BROMPTON PARK COTTAGE.
[MOMENTARY GRIEF.]
LA FEMME JALOUSE (TENIERS).
[THE FLOWERS OF THE SPRING.]
[LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI.]
[HOPELESS LOVE.]
[UNION.]
[REVIVAL.]
[METAMORPHOSIS.]
JANE ADAIR.
[HORATIO.]
[JACOB AND RACHEL.]
[DAVID AND SAUL.]
ENIGMA.
CHARADE.
[MATILDA.]
THE PRODIGAL GOING.
ON A DRAWING OF CADLANDS.
[ON] A DRAWING, BY THE HON. MRS SMITH (ELIZA FORRESTER).
FOR THE DRAWING OF THE LADY IN THE GREEN MANTLE.
JOSEPH'S DREAM.
[REST IN THE LORD!]
AND HE SAID UNTO HER “THY SINS ARE FORGIVEN.”
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[HIS MOTHER'S WEDDING-RING.]
[About 1813–4.]
The
ring so worn, as you behold,
So thin, so pale, is yet of gold.
The passion such it was to prove:
Worn with life's cares, love yet was love.
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