Date: 1796

"The chains of care fall off my pensive mind, / When through the winds your spirit hails me."

— Yearsley, Ann (bap. 1753, d. 1806)

Date: 1798

"He sticks to his text I find; for he always begins his sermons by telling me what fine things I could do, if I would but give my soul elbow room"

— Brand, Hannah (d. 1821); Philippe Héricault Destouches (1680-1754)

Date: 1803

"WHEN the awaken'd soul receives / The first impression fancy gives / Temper'd by soft affection's reign, / Sweet are the days of pleasing pain."

— Hunter [née Home], Anne (1742-1821)

Date: 1803

The muse "beams a visionary day: / Bright as the magic torch she early gave / To light thy ven'trous way, through fancy's secret cave."

— Hunter [née Home], Anne (1742-1821)

Date: 1808

A woman may stretch "her blameless empire o'er the heart."

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1808

"She'd touch the callous mind, unus'd to feel, / With savage virtue, and the lawless zeal"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1808

"Secure, his adamantine heart / In learning's musty cell / Repell'd poor Cupid's powerful dart, / And slighted every belle"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1808

"In panoply of lead and brass / Their cautious hearts unfold, / Which beauty cannot pierce, alas! / Unless with darts of gold!"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1808

"The soft harp's many-sounding strings, / Wak'd by the blushing maid, / Could melt the iron hearts of kings, / And beauty's influence aid"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)

Date: 1808

"Yet our souls are so crusted with housewifely moss, / That Fancy's bright furnace yields nothing but dross:"

— Grant [née MacVicar], Anne (1755-1838)