Date: 1759
Woes may haunt the mind (but the Gods may give "cruel Phantoms to the Wind"
preview | full record— Grainger, James (1721-1766)
Date: September 15, 1759
"In the mythological pedigree of Learning, Memory is made the mother of the Muses by which the masters of ancient Wisdom, perhaps, meant to shew the necessity of storing the mind copiously with true notions, before the imagination should be suffered to form fictions or collect embellishments; for...
preview | full record— Johnson, Samuel (1709-1784)
Date: September 15, 1759
"Where there is no striking disparity, it is difficult to know of two which remembers most, and still more difficult to discover which read with greater attention, which has renewed the first impression by more frequent repetitions, or by what accidental combination of ideas either mind might hav...
preview | full record— Johnson, Samuel (1709-1784)
Date: September 15, 1759
"Thus they load their minds with superfluous attention, repress the vehemence of curiosity by useless deliberation, and by frequent interruption break the current of narration or the chain of reason, and at last close the volume, and forget the passages and the marks together."
preview | full record— Johnson, Samuel (1709-1784)
Date: 1759
"To Faith, and Reason, an impartial Friend, / He marks the Bounds, where they begin, and end; / Whilst he, to both, distinct Dominions gives, / Th'instructed Reader reasons, and believes."
preview | full record— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)
Date: 1759
"Shun Comedies, where Scenes indecent stain / The youthful Mind, with Images obscene."
preview | full record— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)
Date: 1759
"No further can the Reach of human Mind / Extend, like Ocean, to its Bounds confin'd."
preview | full record— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)
Date: 1759
"Seek not thus / To multiply the ills that hover round you; / Nor from the stores of busy fancy add / New shafts to fortune's quiver."
preview | full record— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)
Date: 1759
"Fatal day! / More fatal e'en than that, which first beheld / This race accurs'd within these palace walls, / Since hope, that balm of wretched minds, is now / Irrevocably lost."
preview | full record— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)
Date: 1759
"Mark well my words--discolour not thy soul / With the black hue of crimes like his."
preview | full record— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)