The Poetical Works of the Rev. George Crabbe with his letters and journals, and his life, by his son. In eight volumes |
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This was her last, for she described no more
The rankling feelings of a mind so sore,
But died in peace.—One moral let us draw,—
Be it a ghost or not the lady saw:—
The rankling feelings of a mind so sore,
But died in peace.—One moral let us draw,—
Be it a ghost or not the lady saw:—
If our discretion tells us how to live,
We need no ghost a helping hand to give;
But if discretion cannot us restrain,
It then appears a ghost would come in vain.
We need no ghost a helping hand to give;
But if discretion cannot us restrain,
It then appears a ghost would come in vain.
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