Date: 1777

"Hide me, my friend, from the consciousness of my folly, or let it speak till its expiation be made, till I have banished Savillon from my mind ... Must I then banish him from my mind?"

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1777

"The love, to which at length I discovered my heart to be subject, had conquered without tumult, and become despotic under the semblance of freedom."

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1777

"For since, my Lord, at Reason's awful bar / You plac'd Devonia's Duchess, 'mid the war / Of jarring tongues; since Satire's two-edg'd sword, / That smites alike the Peasant and the Lord, / By Genius whetted, threats its angry blow; / --I tremble at the vengeance of the Foe-- / While my starv'd M...

— Combe, William (1742 -1823)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Light sits my bosom's Master on his throne; / Airy and disencumber'd feels my Soul."

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1810

"Nay, with romantick soul, he pities all, / Whome'er it is his chance to see, / Who are not in her heart enthroned, as he, / Imaginary monarch of this earthly ball!"

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: w. April 18, 1776; 1777

"Even my love of literary fame, my ruling passion, never soured my temper, notwithstanding my frequent disappointments."

— Hume, David (1711-1776)

Date: 1767, 1778

"To human frames these structures seem akin, / With aspect fair, while reason rules within."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1767, 1778

"Envy in courts and cottages will dwell, / Nay climb to heaven itself, tho' born in hell: / In every living bosom lurks this pest, / But reigns unrival'd in the human breast; / On reason's throne usurps a thorny part, / And plants a thousand daggers in the heart."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1767, 1778

"Victorious in thy march, triumphant move, / Arm'd by each grace, each virtue, and each love; / These inmates firm, these bright, these strong allies, / Reign in thy soul, and conquer in thy eyes."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1778

"Unless the ruling propensity of the mind be habitually resisted, and generally with effect, our charity, and all those good dispositions which we possess by nature, will have no weight in recommending us to God."

— Caulfield (fl. 1778)