Date: 1796
"Or let two words, in my mind's eye, / Unite more close, than You, and I."
preview | full record— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)
Date: 1796
"Say, ye who balance things in reason's scale, / Does Magnanimity soar a pitch more high, / When Majesty listens to a trifler's tale?-- / Or when Humanity scorns to hurt a fly?"
preview | full record— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)
Date: 1796, 1817
"Full many a thought uncall'd and undetain'd, / And many idle flitting phantasies, / Traverse my indolent and passive brain, / As wild and various as the random gales / That swell and flutter on this subject Lute!"
preview | full record— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)
Date: 1796, 1817
"And what if all of animated nature / Be but organic Harps diversely fram'd, / That tremble into thought, as o'er them sweeps / Plastic and vast, one intellectual breeze, / At once the Soul of each, and God of all?"
preview | full record— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)
Date: 1796
"In London much false Wit is sold, / As Sheffield coin is pass'd for gold!"
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)
Date: 1796
"And oft in WIT you're cheated there, / As you're deceiv'd in Wedgewood Ware."
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)
Date: 1796
"Your stanzas must not only chime, / But sense refin'd keep pace with rhime, / As with their paste, Cooks raisins mingle, / Rich thoughts must knead with sterile jingle."
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)
Date: 1796
"WIT on all points is out of season, / It's use is to embroider reason."
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)
Date: 1796
"Good sense like cloth, the ground-work place, / And then sow on your Wit and lace."
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)
Date: 1796
"Some hurt themselves by flippant WIT, / As too much GAS, balloons will split;-- / With buoyant splendour, up they rise, / The spirit bursts, the bubble dies."
preview | full record— Courtenay, John Lees (1775?-1794)