Date: 1700, 1702
"A Beam of Hope, / Strikes thro' my Soul, like the first Infant Light, / That glanc'd upon the Chaos."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: 1700, 1702
"And all fires those that lighted up my Soul / Glory and bright Ambition languish now, / And leave me dark and gloomy as the Grave."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Oh Seofrid! do'st thou not wonder much, / And pity my weak Temper, when thou seest me / Thus in a Moment chang'd from Hot to Cold, / My active Fancy glowing now with Hopes, / Anon thus drooping; Death in my pale Visage, / My Heart, and my chill Veins, all freezing with Despair."
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Date: 1724
"I cannot speak the rest--the Thought is Hell-- / How my Brain glows! now Reason keep thy Seat."
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Date: 1730
"What dreadful havoc in the human breast / The passions make, when unconfin'd, and mad, / They burst, unguided by the mental eye, / The light of reason; which in various ways / Points them to good, or turns them back from ill."
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)