Date: 1771
"For were that mind, what some suppose, a mere tabula rasa upon its first coming into the world, a pure and perfect blank, without one single impression; who can deny that it would be right, that it would be humane and wise, to make, in the earliest moments, those impressions upon it, whic...
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Date: 1771
"The infant mind at coming to the world, is a meer rasa tabula, destitute of all ideas and materials of reflection."
preview | full record— Usher, James (1720-1771)
Date: 1771
"It is a charte blanche, ready for receiving the inscriptions of sense; yet it behoves us carefully to observe, that it differs from a rasa tabula or a sheet of clean paper, in the following respect, that you may write on clean paper; that sugar is bitter, wormwood sweet, fire and f...
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Date: 1771
"Grace, that with tenderness and sense combin'd / To form that harmony of soul and face, / Where beauty shines the mirror of the mind."
preview | full record— Mason, William (1725-1797)
Date: 1771, 1806
" 'Tho' from my mind each flatt'ring thought retir'd, / 'And in my bosom Hope and Peace expir'd;"
preview | full record— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)
Date: 1771, 1806
"'My constant heart a lamp perpetual burns."
preview | full record— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)
Date: 1771, 1776
"Fain to implore the aid of Flattery's screen, / Even from thyself thy loathsome heart to hide, / (The mansion then no more of joy serene), / Where fear, distrust, malevolence, abide, / And impotent desire, and disappointed pride?"
preview | full record— Beattie, James (1735-1803)
Date: 1771, 1776
"Pursue, poor imp, th' imaginary charm, / Indulge gay Hope, and Fancy's pleasing fire: / Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire."
preview | full record— Beattie, James (1735-1803)
Date: 1771, 1776
"Thus Heaven enlarged his soul in riper years. / For Nature gave him strength, and fire, to soar, / On Fancy's wing, above this vale of tears."
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Date: 1771, 1776
"To the pure soul by Fancy's fire refined, / Ah what is mirth but turbulence unholy, / When with the charm compared of heavenly melancholy!"
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