Date: 1788
"The mind's disease, perhaps, I'm not less a stranger to--Oh! trust the noble patient to my care."
preview | full record— Inchbald [née Simpson], Elizabeth (1753-1821)
Date: w. 1788, 1810
"Thee, Bard morose, / Churlish amid thy fancy's golden stores, / Thee will I teach, censorious as thou art, / What is not Virtue."
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: 1788
"Since there is no convexity in MIND, / Why are thy genial beams to parts confined?"
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"Not that unlicens'd monster of the crowd, / Whose roar terrific bursts in peals so loud, / Deaf'ning the ear of Peace: fierce Faction's tool; / Of rash Sedition born, and mad Misrule; / Whose stubborn mouth, rejecting Reason's rein, / No strength can govern, and no skill restrain."
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"For they have keen affections, kind desires, / Love strong as death, and active patriot fires; / All the rude energy, the fervid flame, / Of high-souled passions, and ingenuous shame: / Strong but luxuriant virtues boldly shoot / From the wild vigour of a savage root."
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"Whene'er to Afric's shores I turn my eyes, / Horrors of deepest, deadliest guilt arise; / I see, by more than Fancy's mirror shewn, / The burning village, and the blazing town."
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"See the fond links of feeling nature broke! / The fibres twisting round a parent's heart, / Torn from their grasp, and bleeding as they part."
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"The outrag'd Goddess with abhorrent eyes / Sees MAN the traffic, SOULS the merchandize!"
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"When the sharp iron wounds his inmost soul, / And his strain'd eyes in burning anguish roll; / Will the parch'd negro find, ere he expire, / No pain in hunger, and no heat in fire?"
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)
Date: 1788
"In Reason's eye, in Wisdom's fair account, / Your sum of glory boasts a like amount; / The means may differ, but the end's the same; / Conquest is pillage with a nobler name."
preview | full record— More, Hannah (1745-1833)