Date: 1734
"Mean-time the Body, which we study to soak in Pleasure like a Sponge, is of it self but a mere dead Husk, and drops off at last: and a Man reckons upon it no farther, than as a Machine for bringing him Pleasure, and would sometimes be content to change it for another Body, if he could, and does ...
preview | full record— Forbes of Pitsligo, Alexander Forbes, Lord (1678-1762)
Date: 1734
"Grant but as many sorts of mind, as Moss."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1734
"Tis Education forms the vulgar mind: / Just as the Twig is bent, the Tree's inclin'd."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1733-4
"Th' Eternal Art educing good from ill, / Grafts on this Passion our best principle: / 'Tis thus the Mercury of Man is fix'd, / Strong grows the Virtue with his nature mix'd."
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Date: 1735
"And if such dormant Reason bears no fruit, / Dead in the branch, tho' real at the root, / Defect and actual Ignorance are one,"
preview | full record— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)
Date: 1735
"Thro' the dark Void ev'n gleams of Truth can shoot, / And love of Liberty upheave at root."
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Date: 1735
"No more the tender seeds unquicken'd lie, / But stretch their form and wait for wings to fly."
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Date: 1735
"That Thought romantic Memory detains / In unknown cells and in aereal chains; / Imagination thence her flow'rs translates, / And Fancy emulous of God, creates."
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Date: 1736
"Infuse a little Wit into the Scull, / Which never fails to make a mighty Fool; / Two Drams of Faith; a Tun of Doubting next; / Let all be with the Dregs of Reason mixt: / When, in his Mind, these jarring Seeds are sown, / He'll censure all Things, but approve of none."
preview | full record— Duck, Stephen (1705-1756)
Date: 1737
"When the luxuriant Ardour of his Youth / Succeeding Years had tam'd to better Growth, / And seem'd to break the Body's Crust away, / To give th'expanded Mind more Room to play; / Which, in its Evening, open'd on the Sight / Surprizing Beams of full Meridian Light, / As thrifty of its Splendor it...
preview | full record— Hughes, Jabez (1685-1731)