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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But Robert answer'd,—“How can men advise
“Who to a master let their tongue and eyes?
“Whose words are not their own? whose foot and hand
“Run at a nod, or act upon command?
“Who cannot eat or drink, discourse or play,
“Without requesting others that they may?
“Who to a master let their tongue and eyes?
“Whose words are not their own? whose foot and hand
“Run at a nod, or act upon command?
“Who cannot eat or drink, discourse or play,
“Without requesting others that they may?
“Debt you would shun; but what advice to give
“Who owe your service every hour you live!
“Let a bell sound, and from your friends you run,
“Although the darling of your heart were one;
“But if the bondage fits you, I resign
“You to your lot—I am content with mine!”
“Who owe your service every hour you live!
“Let a bell sound, and from your friends you run,
“Although the darling of your heart were one;
“But if the bondage fits you, I resign
“You to your lot—I am content with mine!”
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