The Universe (Henry Baker Poems)
A POEM. Intended to restrain the Pride of Man.Thy Works, Eternal Power by whom she sings!The Muse attempts, and tunes ...
A POEM. Intended to restrain the Pride of Man.Thy Works, Eternal Power by whom she sings!The Muse attempts, and tunes ...
Fain would my verse, Tyrconnel, boast thy name,Brownlow, at once my subject and my fame!Oh! could that spirit, which thy ...
Sect. I.The deserted Believer longing for perfect freedom from sin.Ah mournful case! what can affordContentment, when an absent LordWill now ...
AIR.Daughter of Paeon, queen of every joy,Hygeia; whose indulgent smile sustainsThe various race luxuriant nature pours,And on th' immortal essences ...
HOW short the date of man! how soon he's gone!To-day, alive — to-morrow, in the tomb!Strong as a giant, now ...
Ambition.The Sisyphus is he, whom Noise and StrifeSeduce from all the soft Retreats of Life:To vex the Government, disturb the ...
"Smeirg a loisgeadh a thiompan ria."PART I.Still'd is the tempest's blust'ring roar; Hoarse dash the billows of the sea;--But who on ...
1Illustrious Queen! The loyal Zeal excuse,The fond Ambition, of a British Muse,Who wou'd, in Merlin's Praise, attempt to soar;And in ...
July 1757THREE hours from noon the passing shadow shows, The sultry breeze glides faintly o'er the plains,The dazzling ether fierce and ...
NOW tranquil beauty is no more,The crowding billows seek the shore;And while against the rock they dash,See! the blue fire ...
If aught of oaten stop, or pastoral song,May hope, chaste Eve, to soothe thy modest ear,Like thy own solemn springs,Thy ...
A comely sight indeed it is to seeA world of blossoms on an apple-tree:Yet far more comely would this tree ...
NOVEMBER 15, 1790.DEAR lovely babe, with hearts elate,We hail thy natal hour:Here does the Muse impatient wait,Libations kind to pour.Upon ...
I. Hotly burns the amaryllis With its stars of red; Whitely rise the stately lilies From the lily bed; Withered shrinks the wax May-apple 'Neath its ...
Great child of nature, well you play your part,Yet nature sure would need a little art.Excuse me ****** but I'm ...
GO on, thou great Apostle of the Waters,Fill up the measure of thy useful days;Stem the rough billows that oppose ...
Like the blueflies buzzing round, And on the fences lighting, Are the sons of slander found, Who never ...
When you're inform'd that any one thro' spightOr an ill-natur'd, scurrilous delightOf railing, slanders you, or doth accuseOf doing something ...
Now Night came down, and rose full soon That patroness of rogues, the Moon; Beneath whose kind protecting ray, Wolves, ...
If to be absent were to be Away from thee; Or that when I am gone, You or I were ...
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