Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GEORGE CRABBE, by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Give him the darkest inch your shelf allows Last Line: To consecrate the flicker, not the flame. Subject(s): Crabbe, George (1754-1832) | ||||||||
Give him the darkest inch your shelf allows, Hide him in lonely garrets, if you will -- But his hard, human pulse is throbbing still With the sure strength that fearless truth endows: In spite of all fine science disavows, Of his plain excellence and stubborn skill There yet remains what fashion cannot kill, Though years have thinned the laurel from his brows. Whether or not we read him, we can feel From time to time the vigor of his name Against us like a finger for the shame And emptiness of what our souls reveal In books that are as altars where we kneel To consecrate the flicker, not the flame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SIR EUSTACE GREY (SEE CRABBE) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE POACHER (IN IMITATION OF CRABBE) by WALTER SCOTT REJECTED ADDRESSES: THE THEATRE, BY THE REV. G. C. by JAMES SMITH (1775-1839) TO GEORGE CRABBE by ARTHUR W. UPSON TO HELEN, WITH CRABBE'S POEMS, A BIRTHDAY PRESENT by WINTHROP MACKWORTH PRAED A POEM FOR MAX NORDAU by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON AN EVANGELIST'S WIFE by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON AN ISLAND (SAINT HELENA, 1821) by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ANOTHER DARK LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON BALLADE OF DEAD FRIENDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON |
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