Quote #8
In this fool's paradise he drank delight.
More from George Crabbe
- Habit with him was all the test of truth, It must be right: I've done it from my youth.
- Books cannot always please, however good; Minds are not ever craving for their food.
- 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,…
- In idle wishes fools supinely stay; Be there a will, and wisdom finds a way.
- Who calls a lawyer rogue, may find, too late Upon one of these depends his whole estate.
- Oh, rather give me commentators plain, Who with no deep researches vex the brain; Who from the dark and doubtful love to run, And hold thei…
- Cut and come again.
- Our farmers round, well pleased with constant gain, Like other farmers, flourish and complain.