Date: 1735

"And if such dormant Reason bears no fruit, / Dead in the branch, tho' real at the root, / Defect and actual Ignorance are one,"

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"True to the clear, unbiast, humble soul, / Which trembling seeks her, as the steel its pole!"

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"Thro' the dark Void ev'n gleams of Truth can shoot, / And love of Liberty upheave at root."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"No more the tender seeds unquicken'd lie, / But stretch their form and wait for wings to fly."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"Sensation first, the groundwork of the whole, / Deals ray by ray each image to the soul."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"Thought works and ends, and dares afresh begin, / So whirpools pour out Streams, and suck them in;"

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"That Thought romantic Memory detains / In unknown cells and in aereal chains; / Imagination thence her flow'rs translates, / And Fancy emulous of God, creates."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"And Fancy emulous of God, creates:"

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1735

"The Thinking Faculty, its source, its pow'rs: / How, stretch'd like Kneller's canvas first it lies / 'Ere the soft tints awake, or outlines rise / How, till the Finishing of thrice sev'n years, / The Master-Figure Reason scarce appears."

— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)

Date: 1742

"But what hurt her most was, that in reality she had not so entirely conquered her Passion; the little God lay lurking in her Heart, tho' Anger and Disdain so hoodwinked her, that she could not see him"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)