George Crabbe

Old Peter Grimes made fishing his employ;
His wife he cabined with him and his boy,
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Old Peter Grimes made fishing his employ;
His wife he cabined with him and his boy,
And seemed that life laborious to enjoy.

Now, at a certain time, in pleasant mood,
He tried the luxury of doing good.

Now, at a certain time, in pleasant mood,
He tried the luxury of doing good.

His patient soul endures what Heav'n ordains,
But neither feels nor fears ideal pains.

His patient soul endures what Heav'n ordains,
But neither feels nor fears ideal pains.

'Twas good advice, and meant,
"My son, be good."

'Twas good advice, and meant,
"My son, be good."

Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
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Through the sharp air a flaky torrent flies,
Mocks the slow sight, and hides the gloomy skies;
The fleecy clouds their chilly bosoms bare,
And shed their substance on the floating air.