Date: 1798

"To the heart which love inhabits, fear is a stranger and vice a cast-off menial."

— Render, William (fl. 1790-1801); August Friedrich Ferdinand von Kotzebue (1761-1819)

Date: 1798

"O reader! had you in your mind / Such stores as silent thought can bring."

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: w. 1789, 1798, 1800

"Oh glide, fair stream! for ever so; / Thy quiet soul on all bestowing, / 'Till all our minds for ever flow, / As thy deep waters now are flowing"

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: 1798

"When a man enters to it, he is not only to be taught true wisdom, but he is withal, yea, first of all, to be untaught the errors and wickedness that are deep-rooted in his mind, which he hath not only learned by the corrupt conversation of the world with him."

— Leighton, Robert (1611-1684)

Date: 1798

"There is none comes to the school of Christ suiting the philosopher's word ut tabula rasa, as blank paper, to receive his doctrine; but, on the contrary, all scribbled and blurred with such base habits as these, malice, hypocrisy, envy, &c."

— Leighton, Robert (1611-1684)

Date: 1798

"Therefore the first work is to raze out these, to cleanse and purify the heart from these blots, these foul characters, that it may receive the impression of the image of God."

— Leighton, Robert (1611-1684)

Date: 1798

"Up, break thy fetters! Burst thy prison! My soul is free! My essence knows no chains."

— Render, William (fl. 1790-1801); August Friedrich Ferdinand von Kotzebue (1761-1819)

Date: 1798

"No neighbour mind serves as a mirror to reflect the generous confidence he felt within himself; and perhaps the man never yet existed, who could maintain his enthusiasm to its full vigour, in the midst of this kind of solitariness."

— Godwin, William (1756-1836)

Date: February, 1798

"And what (I said) tho' blasphemy's loud scream / With that sweet music of deliv'rance strove; / Tho' all the fierce and drunken passions wove / A dance more wild than ever maniac's dream; / Ye storms, that round the dawning east assembled, / The sun was rising, tho' ye hid his light!"

— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)

Date: August 6, 1798

"From such dire views my muse recoils, / Even my vital blood grows cold; / While nature's most stupendous works / Thro fancy's mirror I behold."

— Hoare, William (fl. 1798)