Date: 1718
"Whilst, as my System says, the Mind / Is to these upper Rooms confin'd."
preview | full record— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)
Date: 1718
"The World a Scene of murder'd Souls appears, / Interr'd in living Sepulchres, / And moved from Place to Place in walking Tombs."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1718
"Vile Man becomes, when purify'd by Grace, / Thy Living Temple, and abiding Place."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1718
" His Heart is made Thy Altar, whence / To Heav'n arise pure Flames of holy Fire"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1718, 1719
"When young, Unskilful of the World's false Arts, / Careless w'unlock to ev'ry Guest our Hearts"
preview | full record— Pack, Richardson (1682-1742)
Date: w 1710, 1720
"Whilst like the Lamp's last Flame, their trembling Souls / Are on the Wing to leave their mortal Goals."
preview | full record— Ramsay, Allan (1684-1758)
Date: 1722
"Furnish'd with nothing but a faithless Breast, / Where only filthy Lusts and Passions dwell, Like Dirt and Cobwebs in a Hermet's Cell."
preview | full record— Ward, Edward (1667-1731)
Date: 1722
"[W]ho can tell / How each [image] awaken'd from its little cell / Starts forth, and how the soul's command it hears / And soon on fancy's theatre appears?"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1723
"The Cells, and little Lodgings, Thou canst see / In Mem'ry's Hoards and secret Treasury; / Dost the dark Cave of each Idea spy, / And see'st how rang'd the crouded Lodgers lye; / How some, when beckon'd by the Soul, awake, / While peaceful Rest their uncall'd Neighbours take."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1724
"This cold clay cottage is but the soul's prison, / And death, at worst, is but a surly friend, / Who conquers to give liberty."
preview | full record— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)