Date: 1790

'While we converse together, and I feel / 'Secret correction from the bolt of truth / 'Shot home, my better soul in triumph rides, / Borne on the wings of reason to her throne."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

One may have two souls "which, like two mighty Kings, / 'Ever contending for the sov'reignty, / 'Stir up sedition and revolt within"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

A better soul "by revolution strange" may come to sit on her throne

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"O lovely queen, / Beauty usurps the empire of my heart, / All its affections."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"[M]y conquer'd heart / 'Has nothing noble or aspiring in it"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"'Who foils a Persian? Are they not all flint, / 'All steel and iron to the very heart?"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"'The hero's heart is neither steel nor flint"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"For what heart, / Not made of steel, could look on such a scene, / Three armies deep and strong, with countless horse, / Chariots untold, innumerable foot"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)