Date: 1753
"Though the soul, like a hermit in his cell, sits quiet in the bosom, unruffled by any tempest of its own, it suffers from the rude blasts of others faults"
preview | full record— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)
Date: 1758
"Within MYSELF does Virtue dwell? / Is all serene and beauteous there? / What mean these chilling damps of fear? "
preview | full record— Mulso [later Chapone], Hester (1727-1801)