Date: 1701
"Which are but tantalizing Amusements that debauch our Genius when they are once over, and Fatigue allows us a serious interval; with what regret do we reflect upon our Folly, in letting our Appetites govern our Reason, and like the Sirens Song charm us into Ruine."
preview | full record— Baker, Thomas (b. 1680-1)
Date: 1712
"How is the Image to the Sense convey'd? / On the tun'd Organ how the Impulse made? / How, and by which more noble Part the Brain / Perceives th'Idea, can their Schools explain? / 'Tis clear, in that Superior Seat alone / The Judge of Objects has her secret Throne."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: February 22, 1723
"At this late hour, / What discord breaks the virtuous harmony, / Which wont to reign within thy pious breast?"
preview | full record— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"Thou, smiling queen of every tuneful breast, / Indulgent Fancy from the fruitful banks / Of Avon, whence thy rosy fingers cull / Fresh flowers and dews to sprinkle on the turf / Where Shakespeare lies, be present."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)