Date: 1800
"The great Mr. Locke, and several other ingenious philosophers, have represented the human intellect, antecedent to its intercourse with external objects, as a tabula rasa, or a substance capable of receiving any impressions, but upon which no original impressions of any kind are stamped."
preview | full record— Smellie, William (1740-1795)
Date: 1801
Virtue may be a man's "eternal flame" or "ruling passion"
preview | full record— Blacklock, Thomas (1721-1791)
Date: 1804, 1807
"Their souls shall reach the Sabbath of the skies;-- / As birds, from bleak Norwegia's wintry coast / Blown out to sea, strive to regain the shore, / But, vainly striving; yield them to the blast,-- / Swept o'er the deep to Albion's genial isle, / Amazed they light amid the bloomy sprays / Of som...
preview | full record— Graham, James (1765-1811)
Date: 1805
"Touched with my care, my tyrant may prove kind, / Nor let that form conceal an iron mind."
preview | full record— Ossian; Macpherson, James (1736-1796)
Date: 1805
"The Saxon saw, advanced, nor looked behind, / Fate hurried on, and courage steel'd his mind."
preview | full record— Ossian; Macpherson, James (1736-1796)
Date: 1805
"When Courage, through the Scottish ranks confessed, / With his immortal steel incased each breast."
preview | full record— Ossian; Macpherson, James (1736-1796)
Date: 1806
"And now, cold horror trembles o'er my soul, / When thou in blank uncertainty array'd, / With iron-hearted deaf control / Throw'st all around thy awful, dubious shade"
preview | full record— Mickle, William Julius [formerly William Meikle] (1734-1788)
Date: 1807
"No, no; fear, hatred, envy, all have steeled / The heart of England's Queen."
preview | full record— Graham, James (1765-1811)
Date: 1807
"Miscreant! thy words, far from appalling me / With the full marshalled horrors of this day, / They steel my heart"
preview | full record— Graham, James (1765-1811)
Date: 1809, 1812
"Or through some fairy palace fancy roves, / And studs, with ruby lamps, the fretted roof / Or paints with every colour of the bow / Spotless parterres, all freakt with snow-white flowers, / Flowers that no archetype in nature own."
preview | full record— Graham, James (1765-1811)