Quote

The coward never on himself relies, But to an equal for assistance flies.

George Crabbe

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

George Crabbe
Age: 79 †
Born: 1754
Born: December 24
Died: 1834
Died: February 3
Entomologist
Medicine
Poet
Surgeon
Writer
Aldeburgh
Suffolk
Flies
Assistance
Coward
Rely
Equal
Never
Relies

More quotes by George Crabbe

Image
Ability comprehends the power of doing in general, without specifying the quality or degree.
George Crabbe
Image
Hence, in these times, untouch'd the pages lie, And slumber out their immortality.
George Crabbe
Image
Dreams are like portraits and we find they please because they are confessed resemblances.
George Crabbe
Image
In this wild world the fondest and the best Are the most tried, most troubled and distress'd.
George Crabbe
Image
Soldiers in arms! Defenders of our soil! Who from destruction save us who from spoil Protect the sons of peace, who traffic or who toil Would I could duly praise you, that each deed Your foe's might honor, and your friends might read.
George Crabbe
Image
An infatuated man is not only foolish, but wild.
George Crabbe
Image
Old Peter Grimes made fishing his employ His wife he cabined with him and his boy, And seemed that life laborious to enjoy.
George Crabbe
Image
Anger makes us strong, Blind and impatient, And it leads us wrong The strength is quickly lost We feel the error long.
George Crabbe
Image
Learning is better worth than houses or land.
George Crabbe
Image
To show the world what long experience gains, requires not courage, though it calls for pains but at life's outset to inform mankind is a bold effort of a valiant mind.
George Crabbe
Image
We cannot heal the throbbing heart till we discern the wounds within.
George Crabbe
Image
Whatever amuses, serves to kill time, to lull the faculties, and to banish reflection. Whatever entertains, usually awakens the understanding or gratifies the fancy. Whatever diverts, is lively in its nature, and sometimes tumultuous in its effects.
George Crabbe
Image
Life is not measured by the time we live.
George Crabbe
Image
The wife was pretty, trifling, childish, weak She could not think, but would not cease to speak.
George Crabbe
Image
Oh how the passions, insolent and strong, Bear our weak minds their rapid course along Make us the madness of their will obey Then die and leave us to our griefs as prey!
George Crabbe
Image
Virtues neglected then, adored become, And graces slighted, blossom on the tomb.
George Crabbe
Image
Feel you the barren flattery of a rhyme? Can poets soothe you, when you pine for bread, By winding myrtle round your ruin'd shed?
George Crabbe
Image
The gentle fair on nervous tea relies, Whilst gay good-nature sparkles in her eyes An inoffensive scandal fluttering round, Too rough to tickle, and too light to wound.
George Crabbe
Image
Books cannot always please, however good Minds are not ever craving for their food.
George Crabbe
Image
Temp'rate in every place--abroad, at home, Thence will applause, and hence will profit come And health from either--he in time prepares For sickness, age, and their attendant cares.
George Crabbe