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Poetical recreations

Barker, Jane

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To Madam JANE BARKER, On Her Incomparable POEMS.

To the Ingenious Mrs. BARKER, On Her Excellent POEMS.

To the Ingenious AUTHOUR, Mrs. JANE BARKER, ON HER POEMS.

To Mrs. JANE BARKER, On Her Ingenious POEMS.

To the Incomparable GALÆCIA, On the Publication of Her POEMS.

An Invitation to my Friends at Cambridge.

To Mr. HILL, on his Verses to the Dutchess of YORK, when she was at Cambridge.

To my Cousin Mr. E. F. on his Excellent PAINTING.

To my Reverend Friend Mr. H****.

To Mr. G. P. my Adopted Brother;

To my Friend EXILLUS,

To Dr. R. S. my indifferent Lover, who complain'd of my Indifferency.

On the DEATH of my Dear Friend and Play-fellow, Mrs E. D. having Dream'd the night before I heard thereof, that I had lost a Pearl.

The Prospect of a LANDSKIP,

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Sitting by a Rivulet.

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To Sir F. W. presenting him Cowley's first Works.

To Ovid's Heroines in his Epistles.

To my Honourable Unkle Colonel C*** after his Return into the Low-Countries.

On the Apothecary's Filing my Bills amongst the Doctors.

To my Unkind STREPHON.

To my Friend Mr. S. L.

Necessity of Fate.

To my Honoured Friend, Mr. E. S---t.

On my Mother and my Lady W**** who both lay sick at the same time under the Hands of Dr. Paman.

In Commendation of the Female Sex.

To my BROTHER, whilst he was in France.

On the DEATH of my Brother.

Part of the XIX. PSALM.

Coming from---in a Dark Night.

To my Dear Cousin Mrs. M. T.

TO MY Young Lover.

TO MY Young Lover ON HIS VOW.

TO MY Young Lover.

To my Unkind Friend, Little Tom King.

A Second EPISTLE.

A PASTORAL DIALOGUE Betwixt Two Shepherd Boys.

To Mr. C. B. On his Incomparable SINGING.

A SONG in SCIPINA.

A Bachanalian SONG.

Absence for a Time.

Parting with ---

THE Anchorite IN SCIPINA.

Jane, Nan, and Frank, their Farewell to Captain C. going to Sea.

To her Lovers Complaint.

To my Adopted BROTHER, Mr. G. P.

To my Friends against POETRY.

TO THE Importunate ADDRESS OF POETRY.

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A Farewell to POETRY, WITH A Long Digression on ANATOMY.

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On the DEATH of my Brother.

Resolved never to Versifie more.

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TO THE Importunate ADDRESS OF POETRY.

Kind Friend, I prithee cease t' infest
This barren Region of my Breast,
Which never can a Harvest yield,
Since Sorrow has o'er-grown the Field.
If Int'rest won't oblige thee to't,
At least let Honour make thee do't;
'Cause I ungratefully have chose
Such Friends, as will thy Charms oppose.
But nought I see will drive thee hence,
Grief, Bus'ness, nor Impertinence:
Still, still thou wilt thy Joys obtrude
Upon a Mind so wholly rude,
As can't afford to entertain
Thee with the welcom of one strain:
Few Friends, like thee, will be so kind,
To come where Int'rest do's not bind:

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Nay some, because they want excuse
To be unkind, will feign abuse.
But thou, kind Friend, art none of those,
Thy Charms thou always do'st oppose
'Gainst all Inquietudes o'th' Mind:
If I'm displeas'd, still thou art kind;
And by thy Spells do'st drive away
Dull Spirits, which with me wou'd stay;
And fill'st their empty places too
With Thoughts of what we ought to doe.
Thoughts to the Soul, if they be good,
Are both its physick and its food:
They fortifie it in distress,
In joy th' augment its happiness:
Thoughts do attend us at all times,
They urge us to good deeds, and crimes:
They do assist us in all states,
To th' Wretched they're Associates.
And what's more strange than all before,
They're Servants to the innocent and poor;
But to the Rich and Wicked, Lords or something more.