Medulla Poetarum Romanorum – VOL. I. (Flood – Fountain) (Henry Baker Poems)
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
Of the Implements for Walking the Streets,and Signs of the Weather.Through winter streets to steer your courses aright,How to walk ...
The plaint and the advice of Dives hear,From hell's hot furnace, and outrageous flame,To his five brethren, and his kinsfolk ...
Whither, oh! whither must the Christian turn?From whom in this momentous Crisis learn?When shall the Church from worldly Pomps be ...
In ancient times, over the widespread families of men an iron Fate ruled with dumb force. A gloomy oppression swathed ...
Thelema's lively, all admireHer charms, but she's too full of fire;Impatience ever racks her breast,Her heart a stranger is to ...
Amaz'd we read of Nature's early ThroesHow the fair Heav'ns and pond'rous Earth arose:How blooming Trees unplanted first began;And Beasts ...
(A Letter to a Man)(1)My dear Master,This is a letter from a stupid womanHas a stupid woman before me, written ...
I I stood once where these rows of deep piazzas Frown on the harbor from their columned pride, ...
From Camoweal to Windywoe, from Windywoe to Thirstyville,We'll drag the line around the map, along the plain, and up the ...
Sunset again! Behind the massy greenOf the continuous oaks the sun hath fallen, And his last rays have struggled through, ...
The crabs are lunching;An hour I've watched, and still they eat,Pincering microcosms from the scaly rocks,Time to split-second mouth shutteringsLink ...
With scornful mien, and various toss of air,Fantastic vain, and insolently fair,Grandeur intoxicates her giddy brain,She looks ambition, and she ...
Let others speak of her shame, I speak of my own. O Germany, pale mother! How soiled you are As ...
Why should this Negro insolently stride Down the red noonday on such noiseless feet? Piled in his barrow, tawnier than ...
Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. He likes nothing better than to put on his little overalls and ...
Jim just loves to garden, yes he does. He likes nothing better than to put on his little overalls and ...
Strong and slippery, built for the midnight grass-party confronted by four cats, he sleeps his time away-- the detached first ...
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