Date: 1790
"[W]hile I live his generosity must be engraved on my heart"
preview | full record— Reynolds, Frederick (1764-1841); Miles Peter Andrews (d. 1814)
Date: 1791
"Again, when he uses the metaphor of white paper, &c. he marks very clearly, by the terms (as we [end page 68] say that it is not strict philosophical language, but designed as an elucidation of the subject, addressed through the medium of the senses, to the conceptions of the world in general."
preview | full record— Thomas, Daniel (b. 1748)
Date: 1791, 1800
"Then from the iron tablet of my mind, / Will I efface my catalogue of wrongs."
preview | full record— Williams, John [pseud. Anthony Pasquin] (1754-1818)
Date: February 1791
"Call to mind the sentiments which nature has engraved on the heart of every citizen, and which take a new force when they are solemnly recognised by all."
preview | full record— Paine, Thomas (1737-1809)
Date: 1792 [1794]
"If female minds are uninform'd and blank, / Whom, lordly sirs! are female tongues to thank?"
preview | full record— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)
Date: 1792
"[T]he heart's decisions" may be "stamp'd / By Nature's seal, and man's primæval laws"
preview | full record— Polwhele, Richard (1760-1838)
Date: 1793
"Her mind was a kind of circulating library in little, and I sincerely wish romances were always attended with the same good effects they produced in her; for there is scarcely a good moral inculcated by them that she did not act up to."
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1793
"I am looking, madam,' said she, 'over the catalogue of my mind, to see if I have ever read any thing like it"
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1793
"She said she foresaw that, if his heart was not steel and adamant, he would be ruined; that she had read his mind thoroughly, and plainly saw that the only vice he had in the world was want of deceit."
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1794
"No--no!--no man's temper's more mild, when taken at a proper season, but now his head's as crowded as a newspaper, and in as much confusion as your work-bag, what with the thoughts of his new varnish, and the expectation of Mr. Vapour,--I'll speak to him for you."
preview | full record— Hoare, Prince (1755-1834)