Poem by George Crabbe

A Marriage Ring

THE ring, so worn as you behold,
So thin, so pale, is yet of gold:
The passion such it was to prove--
Worn with life's care, love yet was love. 

1. On the Death of William Springall Levett
2. To a Lady, on Leaving Her at Sidmouth
3. Concluding Lines of Prize Poem on Hope
4. Lines Written at Warwick
5. Despair

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