Medulla Poetarum Romanorum – VOL. I. (Hunger – Imprecation) (Henry Baker Poems)
Hunger.See Famine.The Morning came, the Night, and Slumbers past,But still the furious Pangs of Hunger last:The cank'rous Rage still gnaws ...
Hunger.See Famine.The Morning came, the Night, and Slumbers past,But still the furious Pangs of Hunger last:The cank'rous Rage still gnaws ...
Of Damon and Alphesiboeus now,Those shepherd-singers at whose rival strainsThe heifer wondering forgot to graze,The lynx stood awe-struck, and the ...
TO POLLIO, DAMON, ALPHESIBOEUSOf Damon and Alphesiboeus now,Those shepherd-singers at whose rival strainsThe heifer wondering forgot to graze,The lynx stood ...
MENALCASWhy, Mopsus, being both together met,You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,I to sing ditties, do we not sit ...
MENALCAS, MOPSUSMenalcas.Why, Mopsus, being both together met,You skilled to breathe upon the slender reeds,I to sing ditties, do we not ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade,Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid,Whilst the World dissolves in Heat,Take this cool, and ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lieA temple once to Bacchus rose,Beneath whose roof, aspiring high,Full many a guest forgot his ...
Tomorrow is the marriage dayOf Mopsus and fair Philida.Come shepherds, bring your garlands gay.O do not weep, fair Bellamour,Though he ...
Scarce was the Nights cold Shadow from the Skies Withdrawn, when the fresh Dew, that lies Upon the tender Grass, ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid,Whilst the World dissolves in Heat,Take this cool, ...
Toi, de Mopsus ami! Non loin de B?r?cynthe, Certain satyre, un jour, trouva la fl?te sainte Dont Hyagnis calmait ou ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
Pretty Nymph! within this Shade, Whilst the Flocks to rest are laid, Whilst the World dissolves in Heat, Take ...
So, Calchas, on the sacred Palatine, You thought of Mopsus, and o'er wastes of sea A flower brought your message. ...
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