The Mind
The Task
From Fragments and Unpublished Verses
The Mind
The Task is dull; but I was taught
Myself, and 'tis a debt I owe
To those who seek the truths I sought,
The Knowledge I have gain'd to shew.
In many a dull and drowsy lad
I strove to wake the slumbering Soul,
And raise what faculties he had
By patient Care and mild Controul.
And, when there came a sprightly boy,
As ardent was the Task; for still
He relished not the grave Employ,
Nor to his duty bent his Will.
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MLA
Crabbe, George. “The Task.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/crabbe/182/.
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Crabbe, George. “The Task.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/crabbe/182/.
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