Date: Tuesday, March 12, 1751

"There is no snare more dangerous to busy and excursive minds, than the cobwebs of petty inquisitiveness, which entangle them in trivial employments and minute studies, and detain them in a middle state, between the tediousness of total inactivity, and the fatigue of laborious efforts, enchant th...

— Johnson, Samuel (1709-1784)

Date: 1751, 1791

"Passions that flatter, or that slay, / Are beasts that fawn, or birds that prey."

— Cotton, Nathaniel, the elder (1705-1788)

Date: 1752, 1791

"Know too, the joys of sense controul, / And clog the motions of the soul; / Forbid her pinions to aspire, / Damp and impair her native fire: / And sure as Sense (that tyrant!) reigns, / She holds the empress, Soul, in chains."

— Cotton, Nathaniel, the elder (1705-1788)

Date: 1752, 1791

"When Fancy's airy horse I strode, / And join'd the army on the road."

— Cotton, Nathaniel, the elder (1705-1788)

Date: 1754

"This little Bird, when you receive, / An emblem of my heart believe."

— Bowden, Samuel (fl. 1733-1761)

Date: 1754

"If I cannot, draw out Cacus from his Den; I may pluck the Villain from my own Breast. I cannot cleanse the Stables of Augeas; but I may cleanse my own Heart from Filth and Impurity: I may demolish the Hydra of Vices within me; and should be careful too, that while I lop off ...

— Hay, William (1695-1755)

Date: 1755

"Or, the Power and Sway which the Soul exercises over them! Ten thousand Reins put into her Hands; yet she manages all, conducts all, without the least Perplexity or the least Irregularity: rather, with a Promptitude, a Consistency, and a Speed, that nothing else can equal!"

— Hervey, James (1714-1758)

Date: 1755

"To Modesty she made severe Pretence; / Under that Mask her Wantonness would hide; / Too thin Disguise! for oft the grosser Sense / Would reassume the Reins, drive over the weaker Fence."

— Arnold, Cornelius (b. 1714, d. in or after 1758)

Date: June, 1756

"I sent back memory, in heedful guise, / To search the records of preceding years; / Home, like the raven to the ark, she flies, / Croaking bad tidings to my trembling ears."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1759

A Logician is "one, that has been broke / To Ride and Pace his Reason by the Booke, And by their Rules, and Precepts, and Examples, / To put his wits into a kind of Trammells."

— Butler, Samuel (1613-1680)