Date: 1789

"Nature on all sides showed a lovely scene, / And people's minds were, like the air, serene."

— Hands, Elizabeth (bap. 1746, d. 1815)

Date: 1789

"Ah! hide for ever from my sight / The faithless flatterer Hope--whose pencil, gay, / Portrays some vision of delight, / Then bids the fairy tablet fade away; / While in dire contrast, to mine eyes / Thy phantoms, yet more hideous, rise, / And Memory draws, from Pleasure's wither'd flower, / Corr...

— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)

Date: 1790

"There is a midnight in the breast / No morn shall ever cheer."

— Baillie, Joanna (1762-1851)

Date: 1790

"She seemed to have entered upon a new state of existence;--those fine springs of affection which had hitherto lain concealed, were now touched, and yielded to her a happiness more exalted than any her imagination ever painted."

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

Date: 1790

"A return to her customary amusements, however, would chase the ideal image from her mind, and restore her usual happy complacency."

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

Date: 1790

"Here fancy flourishes,--the sensibilities expand---and wit, guided by delicacy and embellished by taste--points to the heart."

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

Date: 1790

"What say you--would not the beauty of lady Julia bind your unsteady heart?"

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

Date: 1790

"Julia retired from the scene with regret. She was enchanted with the new world that was now exhibited to her, and she was not cool enough to distinguish the vivid glow of imagination from the colours of real bliss."

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

Date: 1790

"She seemed to have entered upon a new state of existence;--those fine springs of affection which had hitherto lain concealed, were now touched, and yielded to her a happiness more exalted than any her imagination had ever painted."

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

Date: 1790

"But what where the various sensations which pressed upon her heart, on learning that she had wept over the resemblance of her mother!"

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