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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,

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.

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To Mrs. JANE BARKER, On Her Ingenious POEMS.

We Men wou'd fain monopolize all Wit,
And e'er since Adam nam'd the Beasts, claim'd it,
Thinking in that, by him, our Patent writ.
How grosly we mistook, Orinda knew,
We are convinc'd too by your Verse and You.
'Tis true, at Ten, we're sent to th' whipping fry,
To tug at Classick Oars, and trembling lye
Under Gill's heavy lash, or Buzby's Eye.
At Eighteen, we to King's or Trinity are sent,
And nothing less than Laureate will content;
We search all Sects, (like Systematick Fools)
And sweat o'er Horace for Poetick Rules.
Yet after all these Mountain-throes and din,
At length drops out some poor crude Sooterkin,
And makes ---cob Tonson vex't he e'er put in.

But here a Lady, with less noise and pain,
Lays by her Bobbins, Tape, and Point-Lorrain;
Attends her serene Soul, till forth she brought
Fancy well-shap't, and true digested Thought.
Shadwell and Settle yield she hath the knack,
And swear she will out-doe Revolting Jack;
She cloaths her Sence in such a modest Style,
That her chast Lines no Reader can defile.

Madam, your happy Vein we all admire,
Pure unmix't rays (just so Ethereal fire
Will shine above the Atmosphere of gross desire,)
Brisk Ayrs, chast Sence, and most delighting Lays;
Take off your Top-knots, and put on the Bays.

S. C. Esq.