Date: 1761

"O Love, thou wear'st a smiling Cupid's face, / Till we fond virgins take thee in our arms; / There warm'd, thou grow'st into an ugly fiend, / And strik'st a thousand daggers in our hearts."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"But now Adversity's refining fire / Melts down the base alloy of earthly passions, / And purifies the temper of the heart."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"At length I wake to Reason and to thee; / Thy well-lov'd form, like the all-glorious Sun / After a gloom of horror dawns upon me, / And day breaks in on my benighted soul."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"Does Conscience, that just Judge, confirm my sentence? / There I am clear."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"Let not the memory of my wrongs extinguish / That spark divine, which animates the soul, / And lights the path of glory."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"How my soul burns within me!"

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"My Soul is tost / Upon a sea of blood, whose stormy channel / My lab'ring bark must pass, e're it can reach / That land of Peace, to which its Hopes are bound."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"Injurious woman, / Wou'd that men's thoughts were graven on their hearts!"

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"But Heaven that gave a blessing to our bed, / Stampt the great Law of Nature on my heart, / And bound me to it by the sacred ties / Of fatherly affection."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1761

"Daughter, I've look'd into the hearts of men, / And trac'd the shifting passions, as they turn / To opposite extremes; there I have mark'd, / When Envy keeps the throne, 'tis Hell within us."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)