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: 1759

"Not all / His lenient arts, his favours heap'd upon me, / Shall cool the burning anguish of my soul."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"And to himself unknown within his breast / Unconscious bears the gen'rous glowing flame / Of all the virtues of his royal line."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Seek not thus / To multiply the ills that hover round you; / Nor from the stores of busy fancy add / New shafts to fortune's quiver."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Such is the charm / Of heart-felt virtue; such is nature's force / That speaks abroad, and in rude northern hearts / Can stamp the image of an awful God."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Fatal day! / More fatal e'en than that, which first beheld / This race accurs'd within these palace walls, / Since hope, that balm of wretched minds, is now / Irrevocably lost."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Retire, my love, awhile; I'll come anon,-- / And fortify thy soul with firm resolve, / Becoming Zamti's wife."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)