George Crabbe

  • Quack Medicines

    From “The Borough”
    BUT now our Quacks are gamesters, and they play
    With craft and skill to ruin and betray;
    With monstrous promise they delude the mind,
    And thrive on all that tortures human-kind.
      Void of all honor, avaricious, rash,
    The daring...

  • The Approach of Age

    From “Tales of the Hall”
    SIX years had passed, and forty ere the six,
    When Time began to play his usual tricks:
    The locks once comely in a virgin’s sight,
    Locks of pure brown, displayed the encroaching white;
    The blood, once fervid, now to cool began,...