Poems by Mary Barber
To The Right Hon. The Earl of Orrery, On His Promise To Sup With The Author.
... If with Humour and Wit you would have him delighted ...
The Widow Gordon's Petition
... When your lov'd Off--spring gives your Soul Delight, ...
An Apology For The Clergy,
... Where e'vn some Chaplains fill their Place ...
To The Rt. Hon. Charlotte Lady Conway, On Her Resolving To Leave Bath.
... These, and thy thousand Charms, who can express ...
To The Honourable Mrs. Percival.
... Then let good Heav'n withhold, or grant Success, ...
To A Gentleman, Who Had Abus'd Waller.
... ``Survey the Whole, nor seek slight Faults to find, ...
NewsFfrom St. James's.
... That those who breathe in them, will find, ...
To The Right Honourable The Lady Elizabeth Brownlow,
... It must be from the Deaf and Blind ...
To Mrs. Mary Caesar
... But that, like Flow'rs by deadly Dews, ...
An Hymn To Sleep.
... Your Brother Death your Place supplies, ...
To Mrs. Frances--Arabella Kelly, With A Present Of Fruit.
... To present you their Softness, and Sweetness, and Fire ...
Written Upon The Rocks At Tunbridge,
... My Sackville soon shall bless your lsle: ...
An Unanswerable Apology For The Rich.
... Would Heav'n but send ten thousand more, ...
To Novella
... An Epigram You cry, She's bred in the Old Way ...
ToThe Right Honourable The Lady Elizabeth Germain, Upon Seeing Her Do A Generous Action
... That gen'rous Hand, long us'd to bless, ...
