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, ...
I'm leaning where you loved to lean in eventides of old,The sun has sunk an hour ago behind the treeless ...
A BALLAD. Have you not heard of a pious Fray, Which happen'd in this Town, Between a stubborn Heretick, And Champion of the Gown? To ...
Hearken to the reed-flute, how it complains,Lamenting its banishment from its home:'Ever since they tore me from my osier bed,My ...
"O ye wild groves, oh, where is now your bloom!"(The muse interprets thus his tender thought)Your flowers, your verdure, and ...
I."And where now, Bayard, will thy footsteps tend?"My sister asked our guest one winter's day.Smiling he answered in the Friends' ...
Summer's last sun nigh unto setting shinesThrough yon columnar pines,And on the deepening shadows of the lawnIts golden lines are ...
NOT only in old days He bowed The heavens and came clown;We, too, were shadowed by the cloud, We saw the glory ...
IOh, for the power to call to aid, of mineOwn humble Muse, the famed and sacred nine.Then might she fitly ...
The moonlight fell down calm and clear, and sheeted The ...
A blessing on the Art that dares(Cold critic, call it what you may!)Bring precious things to common homes;A blessing fall ...
THE POETRY OF CHAUCER Grey with all honours of age! but fresh-featured and ruddy As dawn when the drowsy farm-yard ...
WHEN some sweet voice flows forth in foreign speech, The soul shines through the words, and makes them clear, And ...
the booking clerk believes in the doctrineof the next trainwhen conversations turns to timehe talks his tonguehands it to you ...
Like to some deep-chested organ whose grand inspiration,Serenely majestic in utterance, lofty and calm,Interprets to mortals with melody great as ...
Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, Is reason to the soul; and ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
A man once read with mind surprised Of the way that people were "hypnotised"; By waving hands you produced, forsooth, ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Close by those meads, for ever crown'd with flow'rs, Where Thames with pride surveys his rising tow'rs, There stands a ...
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