Maxioms by George Crabbe
To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent!
To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent!
Oh! 'tis a precious thing, when wives are dead,
To find such numbers who will serve instead:
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Oh! 'tis a precious thing, when wives are dead,
To find such numbers who will serve instead:
And in whatever state a man be thrown,
'Tis that precisely they would wish their own.
Jane borrow'd maxims from a doubting school,
And took for truth the test of ridicule;
Lucy saw read more
Jane borrow'd maxims from a doubting school,
And took for truth the test of ridicule;
Lucy saw no such virtue in a jest,
Truth was with her of ridicule the test.
In this fool's paradise, he drank delight.
In this fool's paradise, he drank delight.
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.
