Date: 1744
"Eternity's vast ocean lies before thee; / There, there, Lorenzo, thy Clarissa sails. / Give thy mind sea-room; keep it wide of earth, / That rock of souls immortal; cut thy cord; / Weigh anchor; spread thy sails; call every wind; / Eye thy great Pole-star; make the land of life."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1761
"My Soul is tost / Upon a sea of blood, whose stormy channel / My lab'ring bark must pass, e're it can reach / That land of Peace, to which its Hopes are bound."
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: 1766
"Her tuneful tongue with eloquence and ease, / The golden merchandize of thought conveys; / Brisk fancy wafts it with her sprightly gales, / While judgment ballasts all the swelling sails."
preview | full record— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)
Date: 1782
Complacency may breath a gentle gail over the thoughts and swell an "easy sail"
preview | full record— Cowper, William (1731-1800)