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 ...
When the infant world in its swaddling band Of mist and cloud and storm, Assumed its forms of sea and land, And the ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
But this sad melancholick disquisition,Did not befit our jovial disposition,In these our days; therefore when we had mournedFor this good ...
I.A swift thought flashed to my mind that dayWhen I first saw you, regally tall'Mid a throng of pigmies--a very ...
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, ...
The spider spreads her webs, whether she beIn poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree;The silk-worm in the dark green ...
1. To the Reader.Sermons and Epigrams haue a like end,To improue, to reproue, and to amend:Some passe without this vse, ...
Meanwhile at the declining Noon of Night,When gentle Sleep had veil'd each Mortal's Sight;With balmy Dews the smiling Pastures weep,Torrents ...
Therefore, when thirtie two were come and gone,Years of her raigne, daies of her countries peace,Elizabeth great Empresse of the ...
Now with a general peace the world was blest,While ours, a world divided from the rest,A dreadful quiet felt, and ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
LATE AUTUMN _They who die young are blest.-- Should we not envy such? They are Earth's happiest, God-loved and favored much!-- They who die young ...
OSSIAN.This vale of Peace, this glen close by,Where deer and elk would often cry,Of old saw the fleet-footed Fianti boundIn ...
IPRELUDE Hear a word that Jesus spake Nineteen hundred years ago, Where the crimson lilies blow Round the blue Tiberian lake: There the bread of ...
Not far from here, it lies beyond That low-hilled belt of woods. We'll take This unused lane where brambles make A wall of ...
And while he spoke there was a noise without;The curtains of the door were flung aside,And some with heavy feet ...
This craving 'tis that's Venus unto us:From this, engender all the lures of love,From this, O first hath into human ...
The sky was one unbroken pall of gray,Casting a gloom upon the restless sea,Dulling her sapphire splendour to a darkAnd ...
OSSIAN. Man of prayers, lead me forthFrom our silent cell of care,The morning--breeze to me is worthAll thy hymns and all ...
I.Leaving his mountain eyrie far behind, On mighty pinions swiftly borne away, The eagle bathes his plumage in the day—Such flight is ...
ADDRESSED TO MY YOUNGER BROTHER. THOU knowest, dear Florence, my sufferings of old, The struggles maintained with oppression for years, We shared them ...
IIn his tent, at fall of day,Hero Harold loosed his mail,As a bark which nears the bayDrops on deck her ...
This above all remember: they will be very brave men,And you will be facing them. You must not despise them.I ...
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 ...
I, Louis Marin, mariner, born on the Breton coast, Must pass from earth away, And, because wild remorse Pursues me--is my curse, My guilty ...
WINTER _We, whom God sets a task, Striving, who ne'er attain, We are the curst!--who ask Death, and still ask in vain. We, whom God ...
DAN CUPID, though the god of soft amour,In ev'ry age works miracles a store;Can Catos change to male coquets at ...
Hate, born of Wrath and mother red of Crime, In Hell was whelped ere the hot hands of time, Artificer of God, ...
Karshish, the picker-up of learning's crumbs,The not-incurious in God's handiwork(This man's-flesh he hath admirably made,Blown like a bubble, kneaded like ...
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