Date: 1758

"Deep in their soules ye fair impression lay, / Deep-tracd & never to be worn away."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"If at the type our dreaming soules awake, / & Hannahs strains their Just impression make"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"In heav'nly glories dress thy soul within."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"My mourning heart is melted in my frame / As wax dissolving runs before a flame"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"While in your hearts the flames of love may burn, / To dress the vault, like lamps in sacred urn."

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: 1758

"As seals their pictures to the wax impart, / So let my picture stamp thy gentle heart"

— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)

Date: October 13, 1759

"My heart, a victim to thine eyes, / Should I at once deliver, / Say, would the angry fair one prize / The gift, who slights the giver?"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: October, 1759

"Of beasts, it is confessed, the ape / Comes nearest us in human shape; / Like man he imitates each fashion, / And malice is his ruling passion; / But both in malice and grimaces / A courtier any ape surpasses"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: May 13, 1761

"In all my Enna's beauties blest, / Amidst profusion still I pine; / For though she gives me up her breast, / Its panting tenant is not mine."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1762

"Therefore, I have no one notion, / That is not form'd, like the designing / Of the peristaltick motion; / Vermicular; twisting and twining; / Going to work / Just like a bottle-skrew upon a cork."

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)