Date: 1791

"The whirlwind wakes of uncontrouled desire"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1791

The "buds of Virtue" may be blasted as they blow

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1791

Corruption may sicken the heart

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1791

"Fancy paints with hues unreal,/ Smile of bliss, and sorrow's mood."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1791, 1806

Reason may "triumph on her tranquil throne:

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"'Till virtue, pointing out the purer mind, / Secures the gem, and leaves the dross behind, / Claims the bright spirit from its native clod, / And bears it, spotless, to the sight of God!"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"Oh! horrid Night! / Thou prying Monitor confest! / Whose key unlocks the human breast, / And bares each avenue to mental sight!"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"When from the festive bow'r / The frenzied Homicide retreats, / And, in his bosom's cell, / Essays each rising throb to quell;"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"Yet in my bosom's ruby cell / The philosophic lore shall live!"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1791, 1806

"I'll snatch a ray of hope, / For Hope's the lamp divine / That lights and vivifies the fainting soul, / With ecstacies beyond the pow'rs of song!"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)