Date: 1789
"For of calamity so long the prey, / Imagination now has lost her powers, / Nor will her fairy loom again essay / To dress affliction in a robe of flowers."
preview | full record— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)
Date: 1792
"For it is seldom done entirely, to speak with moderation, by the child itself; thus the master countenances falsehood, or winds the poor machine up to some extraordinary exertion, that injures the wheels, and stops the gradual improvement."
preview | full record— Wollstonecraft, Mary (1759-1797)
Date: 1797
"But the subtlety of self-love still eluded his enquiries, and he did not detect that pride was even at this instant of self-examination, and of critical import, the master-spring of his mind."
preview | full record— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)
Date: 1800,1806
"Thrice he rose, and thrice / His feet recoil'd; and still the livid flame / Lengthen'd and quiver'd as the moaning wind / Pass'd thro' the rushy crevice, while his heart / Beat, like the death-watch, in his shudd'ring breast."
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)