Quotes by George Crabbe

Anger makes us strong, Blind and impatient, And it leads us wrong; The strength is quickly lost; We feel the error long.

In idle wishes, fools supinely stay. Be there a will and wisdom finds a way.

Time has touched me gently in his race, And left no odious furrows in my face.

The wife was pretty, trifling, childish, weak; She could not think, but would not cease to speak.

And took for truth the test of ridicule.

Secrets with girls, like loaded guns with boys, Are never valued till they make a noise.

But 'twas a maxim he had often tried, That right was right, and there he would abide.

Her air, her manners, all who saw admir'd; Courteous though coy, and gentle though retir'd; The joy of youth and health her eyes display'd, And ease of heart her every look convey'd.

He tried the luxury of doing good.

Habit with him was all the test of truth, 'It must be right: I've done it from my youth.'