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 ...
Philosophy.Happy the Man, who, studying Nature's Laws,Thro' known Effects can trace the secret Cause:Who, without Fear, his certain Fate can ...
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 ...
Love.See Lover. Venus.Great Love! thy Empire o'er the World extends!To thy soft Charms the whole Creation bends!On Hills, in Streams, ...
God.See Chance. Providence.Know first, that Heav'n, and Earth's compacted Frame,And flowing Waters, and the starry Flame,And both the radiant Lights ...
Storm at Land.See Tempest.Oft have I seen, when now the Farmer broughtThe Reaper to his yellow Fields, and boundHis Sheaves ...
Flood.See Deluge.-- Eridanus supreme of FloodsRush'd thro' the Forests, tore the lofty Woods,And rolling onward with a sweepy Sway,Bore Houses, ...
Money. Riches. Wealth.Gold is the greatest God: tho' yet we seeNo Temples rais'd to Money's Majesty,No Altars fuming to her ...
Content.See Discontent.Let the rich Miser gather golden Gain,And live the large Possessor of the Plain:Whom Fears perpetual scare with neighb'ring ...
Ambition.The Sisyphus is he, whom Noise and StrifeSeduce from all the soft Retreats of Life:To vex the Government, disturb the ...
Avarice.See Miser. Money.Hence almost ev'ry Crime, nor do we find,That any Passion of the human Mind,So oft has plung'd the ...
Patience.See Consolation.--Where--e'er the FatesCall, or recall Us, let Us follow still:Whate'er it be, all Fortune is subdu'dBy Patience.--Evils, for which ...
Exhortation.See Reproach.Ah! whither fly you? By yourselves, my Friends!And your brave Deeds; by King Evander's NameAnd Conquests gain'd in War: ...
Lover Desperate.Fair Anaxaret(Henry Baker)
Dress, and Good Breeding.Be not too finical, but yet be clean,And wear well fashion'd Cloths, like other Men.Nor sputt'ring speak, ...
Magic Power.See Circe. Enchantress.Charms ev'n from Heav'n can conjure down the Moon:Circe with Charms Ulysses' Mates transform'd:In Meadows the cold ...
Bees.See Labour.Of all the mute Creation, These aloneA public Weal, and common Int'rest know,Imbody'd: and subsist by certain Laws.Mindful of ...
Apollo.When bright Apollo leaves his Winter--SeatLycia, and Xanthus' Stream, and in it's TurnVisits his native Delos, to restoreThe Festivals: About ...
Plunder.Now in the empty Isles of Juno's FanePhoenix, and dire Ulysses, chosen Guards,Watch o'er the Prey. There Trojan Treasure snatch'dFrom ...
Absence.Neglected, now, behold my Tresses flow:Nor sparkling Diamonds on my Fingers glow.All plain, and cheap, the humble Weeds I wear:No ...
'Twas said, by those of old, Beware,Consider well before you swear.The Counsel's good without dispute,And ev'ry prudent Man will do't.But, ...
Education.See Example. Parents and Children.Let no indecent Speech, or Action vile,Be known within the Walls where Youth is bred:Far, far ...
Love wander'd out, one Summer's Day,'Till He, benighted, lost his Way:Then whither knowing not to go,Or where to lie, or ...
My God! whence comes it, that the human Soul,Unsatisfy'd with all Things here below,From Wish to Wish must discontented roll,Nor ...
On her couch, one summer's day;Beauteous, youthful Kitty lay:Venus saw her from above,(Smiling Venus, queen of love)Amaz'd at each celestial ...
On the Bank of a River so deep,Whose Waters glide silently on,Sad Rosalind sat down to weep,For Damon her Lover ...
I.Hymen! the Bridal--bed prepare,Summon all the Loves together;Virgins! Undress the blushing Fair,Hoping, fearing, lead her thither.II.At length, forbear to rob ...
To Thee, Great Jove! our Hearts, our Hands, our Eyes,Thankful, we raise, Great Jove! to Thee, from whomWhatever Good we ...
False one! You have oft profess'd,I alone could make you blest;Wherefore then am I despis'd?Wherefore is my Rival priz'd?Why, he's ...
I.To Thee, Miranda! fair and young,To Thee, bright Object of Desire!Still the Muses form their Song,Raise their Voice, and tune ...
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