Date: 1773

"Nor did his imagination fail him in the picture, after that help was taken from her."

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1773

"When he was told of Mrs. Wistanly's arrival, he desired to see her, and taking her hand, "I have sent for you, madam, said he, that you may help me to unload my soul of the remembrance of the past."

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1773

"I come not, said he, my Harriet, as a despot to command, not as a father to persuade, but merely as the friend of Mr. Rawlinson, to disclose his sentiments; that you should judge for yourself, in a matter of the highest importance to you, is the voice of reason and of nature; I blush for those p...

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1773

"The flattering language of his letters could not arrest the progress of that time, which must divulge the shame of her he had undone; but they soothed the tumults of a soul to whom his villany was yet unknown, and whose affections his appearance of worth, of friendship, and nobleness of mind, ha...

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1773

"A gush of tenderness swelled her heart at the sight--She burst into tears--But the crisis of her fate was come--and she entered the carriage, which drove off at a furious rate, Camplin commanding the postilion to make as much speed as was possible."

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1773

"The traces which her brain could now only recollect, were such as did not admit of any object long; I had passed over it in the moment of my entrance, and it now wandered from the idea; she paid no regard to my caresses, but pushed me gently from her, gazing stedfastly in an opposite direction t...

— Mackenzie, Henry (1745-1831)

Date: 1774, rev. 1787, 1779 in English

"What is the whole world to our hearts without love? It is the optic machine of the Savoyards without light." [More literal translation: "Wilhelm, what would the world mean to our hearts without love! What is a magic lantern without its lamp!"]

— Goethe, Johann Wolfgang (1749-1832)

Date: 1774

"Here lies honest William, whose heart was a mint, / While the owner ne'er knew half the good that was in't."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1774

"That Bride, if reason may presume / To judge by things past, things to come, / In future times will tread the stage, / Equally form'd for love and rage, / Whilst Pope for comic humour famed, / Shall live when Clive no more is named."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: 1774

The mind, "With not a character engrav'd, presents / One universal blank."

— Roberts, William Hayward (d. 1791)