Date: 1785
"To holy Solitude I flew, / And bade the Muse her sympathy prepare! / There closeted with Thought, / The brain its shapeless travail wrought!"
preview | full record— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)
Date: 1785
When Reason dwells in the heart it is "Wisdom's cell"
preview | full record— Lovibond, Edward (bap. 1723, d. 1775)
Date: 1785-7, 1791, 1792
"Thus a large dumpling to its cell confin'd / (A very apt allusion to my mind)."
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1786
"Add to this, that, whenever you sell the liberty of a man, you have the power only of alluding to the body: the mind cannot be confined or bound: it will be free, though its mansion be beset with chains."
preview | full record— Clarkson, Thomas (1760–1846)
Date: 1787
"But let me give his m*****y a hint, / Fresh from my brain's prolific mint."
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1788
"I would not hear / Aught else disturb the silent reign of death, / Save the dull ticking of a lazy clock. / That calls me home, and leads the pious soul / Through mazes of reflection, till she feels / For whom and why she lives"
preview | full record— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)
Date: 1788
"My heart throbs high, as if 'twould burst its cell."
preview | full record— Williams, John [pseud. Anthony Pasquin] (1754-1818)