Skip directly to:Main content Main navigation

University of Virginia Library

Poetical recreations

Barker, Jane

collapse section

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,

Sitting by a Rivulet.

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.

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

On the DEATH of my Brother.

Resolved never to Versifie more.

collapse section

Collapse All | Expand All expand section

108

Resolved never to Versifie more.

Fear not, my Friends, you ever more shall see
The folly of a Verse from me;
For howsoe'er my inclinations drive,
Yet in this Town they will not thrive;
At best but blasted, wither'd Rhimes they are,
Such as appear in Smithfield once a year.

For,
No more than Beauty, without Wealth, can move
A Gallants heart to strokes of Love;
Than fair perswasions, without stripes, reduce
The Birds of Bridewell, or of Stews;
Than Gypsies without Money can foreshow,
No more can Verse in London grow.

For,
Verse is th' tender'st Plant i'th' Field of Wit,
No Storm must ever blow o'er it;

109

A very Noli-me-tangere it is,
It shrivels with the touch of business;
But, Heliotropian like, it seeks the gleams
Of Quietudes reviving Beams.
How shou'd it then endure this irksome shade,
Which is by noise of Plots and Bus'ness made?