Date: 1737

"Now one Impression in their Bosoms dwells, / Another when the Wind the Clouds dispels."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"[N]ot half so mad / The Corybantes, when with frequent Blows / On the shrill Brass they strike, as is the Mind / Where direful Anger reigns."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"Oak was his Heart, his Breast with Steel / Thrice mail'd, that first the brittle Keel / Committed to the murd'rous Deep."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"And sure his very Soul itself was Steel."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"Confounded with the Crowd of various Thoughts, / And stiff'ning with Amaze, the Hero stood, / In Silence deep."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737

"Vain Wretch! Ambition fires his Breast, / Impetuous, dire, tormenting Guest!"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)