George Crabbe: Poems, Volume 1 (of 3)Crabbe, George
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George Crabbe: Poems, Volume 1 (of 3)
Crabbe, George
English poetry
The Poor are here almost of necessity introduced, for they must be
considered, in every place, as a large and interesting portion of its
inhabitants. I am aware of the great difficulty of acquiring just
notions on the maintenance and management of this class of our
fellow-subjects, and I forbear to express any opinion of the various
modes which have been discussed or adopted: of one method only I
venture to give my sentiments, that of collecting the poor of a
hundred into one building. This admission of a vast number of persons,
of all ages and both sexes, of very different inclinations, habits,
and capacities, into a society, must, at a first view, I conceive, be
looked upon as a cause of both vice and misery; nor does anything
which I have heard or read invalidate the opinion; happily, it is not
a prevailing one, as these houses are, I believe, still confined to
that part of the kingdom where they originated.
To this subject follow several Letters describing the follies, and
crimes of persons in lower life, with one relation of a happier and
more consolatory kind. It has been a subject of greater vexation to me
than such trifle ought to be, that I could not, without destroying all
appearance of arrangement, separate these melancholy narratives, and
place the fallen Clerk in Office at a greater distance from the Clerk
of the Parish, especially as they resembled each other in several
particulars; both being tempted, seduced, and wretched. Yet are there,
I conceive, considerable marks of distinction: their guilt is of
different kind; nor would either have committed the offence of the
other. The Clerk of the Parish could break the commandment, but he
could not have been induced to have disowned an article of that creed
for which he had so bravely contended, and on which he fully relied;
and the upright mind of the Clerk in Office would have secured him
from being guilty of wrong and robbery, though his weak and
vacillating intellect could not preserve him from infidelity and
profaneness. Their melancholy is nearly alike, but not its
consequences. _Jachin_ retained his belief, and though he hated life,
he could never be induced to quit it voluntarily; but _Abel_ was
driven to terminate his misery in a way which the unfixedness of his
religious opinions rather accelerated than retarded. I am therefore
not without hope that the more observant of my readers will perceive
many marks of discrimination in these characters.
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