George Crabbe Quotes

In this fool's paradise he drank delight.

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

And took for truth the test of ridicule.

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.

To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent.