Medulla Poetarum Romanorum – VOL. II. (Money – Mourning) (Henry Baker Poems)
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
COME, hear me relate our Redeemer's vast love,When to purchase our souls he first came from above;That love bear in ...
A Rock, A River, A TreeHosts to species long since departed,Mark the mastodon.The dinosaur, who left dry tokensOf their sojourn ...
Now my strength is gone from me, I that was adviser to the Fenians,my whole body is tired to-night, my ...
The day you flew in perfect arcfrom your motorcycle was the same dayI broke the perfect formation of your womenat ...
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
Madge Linsey at the well raised the deep waters, Brimmed her brass bucket full, went from her place. Loose hung ...
I Spring found us early that eventful year, Seeming to know in her clairvoyant way The bitterness ...
Part the First.When Flora 'gins to decke the fieldsWith colours fresh and fine,Then holy clerkes their mattins sing To good ...
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser ...
We are the ghosts of those small flowers, That in the opening of the year, 'Neath rosemary and ...
When I think of the weary nights and daysOf poor, hard-working folk, alwaysI see, with his head on his bosom ...
O busy ships! that smile in sailingIn a gloryLike a dream,From the colors of the harbor to the colors of ...
How beautiful a new sun is when it rises,flashing out its greeting, like an explosion!- Happy, whoever hails with sweet ...
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Mark the mastodon. The dinosaur, who left dry ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host, And wake more wonder in their wondering ranks, The bridle of his winged courser ...
It is an old story, the way it happens sometimes in winter, sometimes not. The listener falls to sleep, the ...
Outside the house an ash-tree hung its terrible whips, And at night when the wind arose, the lash of the ...
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