Date: 1742

"In every varied posture, place, and hour, / How widow'd every thought of every joy!"

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"My Mind was like a City up in Arms, all Confusion; and every new Thought was a fresh Disturber of my Peace."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"[T]here are Weaknesses in vulgar Life, which are commonly [Page 160] called Tenderness; to which great Minds are so entirely Strangers, that they have not even an Idea of them"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"Besides, as I never once thought, my Mind was useless to me, and I was an absolute Stranger to all the Pleasures arising from it"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"Mine is a true English Heart; it is an equal Stranger to the Heat of the Equator and the Frost of the Pole."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"The Pleasantness of this Vision, therefore, served only, on his awakening, to set forth his present Misery with additional Horrour, and to heighten the dreadful Ideas which now crowded on his Mind"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1743

"Where roll my thoughts / To rest from wonders? Other wonders rise; / And strike where'er they roll: my soul is caught; / Heaven's sovereign blessings, clustering from the cross, / Rush on her in a throng, and close her round, / The prisoner of amaze!"

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"Are passions, then, the Pagans of the soul? / Reason alone baptized? alone ordain'd / To touch things sacred?"

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"The world excluded, every passion hush'd, / And open'd a calm intercourse with Heaven, / Here the soul sits in council; ponders past, / Predestines future action; sees, not feels, / Tumultuous life, and reasons with the storm; / All her lies answers, and thinks down her charms."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"Dearly pays the soul / For lodging ill; too dearly rents her clay."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)