Date: 1798 [1797?]

The soul "lives eternal in some brighter sphere. / Art thou the wretch to doubt that truth sublime, / Can'st thou not look beyond the things of time? / Hast thou no innate power to comprehend / Matter eterne, existence without end ? / Yon blue waves never-resting lapse behold, / For there 'tis Hi...

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Elf, we'll promote the cause of human weal, / To yon dissecting sage these truths reveal. / Show him what use the Renal Capsule serves, / The liquid Fire that floats along the nerves; / Give him the office of the Spleen to find, / And let him see the Nidus of the mind."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"No more to that insatiate mind impart / The breast of learning, and the food of art."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Thou Friendship art the most exalted guest, / The noblest inmate of the human breast!"

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Here let us pause, 'twere tedious to describe, / Of Proteus whim, the Hobby Horsy tribe, / Through all the mazes of caprice to wind, / And hunt the gay Cameleon of the mind."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"There is of Humorists an endless race, / And Mind appears as various as Face."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"But since in human action 'tis confess'd, / One ruling passion lords it o'er the rest, / It well behoves the govern'd to decide, / To whom the ruling sceptre they confide."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798

"Our minds shall drink at every pore / The spirit of the season"

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: 1798

"Some silent laws our hearts may make, / Which they shall long obey"

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)

Date: 1798

"We'll frame the measure of our souls, / They shall be tuned to love"

— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)