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• And took for truth the test of ridicule.
  -- George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tales of the Hall, Book viii, The Siste...
• He tried the luxury of doing good.
  -- George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tales of the Hall, Book iii, Boys at School...
• To sigh, yet not recede; to grieve, yet not repent.
  -- George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tales of the Hall, Book iii, Boys at School...
• Cut and come again. -- George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tales, Tale vii, The Widow's Tale
• Time has laid his hand Upon my heart gently, not smiting it, But as a harper lays his open palm Upon his harp, to deaden its vibrations.
  -- Henry W. Longfellow (1807-1882) -- Tales of a Wayside Inn, The Golden Legend...
• I loved my chosen. How then to face the day when she left me?
  So I took from her body a single cell, perhaps to love her again....
• Habit with him was all the test of truth; "It must be righ
  I've done it from my youth." -- George Crabbe...
• T was good advice, and meant, my son, Be good.
  -- George Crabbe (1754-1832) -- Tale xxi, The Learned Boy...
• Smash His Lobster!: Buster Crabbe