Date: 1755, 1771

"Tasteless of all that virtue gives to please, / For thought too active, and too mad for ease, / From wish to wish in life's mad vortex toss'd, / For ever struggling, and for ever lost; / He scorns religion, though her seraphs call, / And lives in rapture, or not lives at all."

— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)

Date: 1755, 1771

"Passions, like colours, have their strength and ease, / Those too insipid, and too gaudy these."

— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)

Date: 1755, 1771

"Contrast them, curb them, spread them, or confine, / Ennoble these, and those forbid to shine; / With cooler shades ambition's fire allay, / And mildly melt the pomp of pride away; / Her rainbow robe from vanity remove, / Each pulse congenial with the' informing mind, / Each action station'd in ...

— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)

Date: 1771

"But, Sir, my passions are my masters; they take me where they will; and oftentimes they leave to reason and to virtue nothing but my wishes and my sighs."

— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)

Date: 1771

"[T]he fumes of faction not only disturb the faculty of reason, but also pervert the organs of sense"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1771

What "absurd judgment we form, in viewing objects through the falsifying medium of prejudice and passion"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1771

"My heart seemed to die within me when I entered this dismal bagnio, and sound my brain assaulted by such insufferable effluvia."

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1771

"I am inclined to think, no mind was ever wholly exempt from envy; which, perhaps, may have been implanted, as an instinct essential to our nature"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1771

"The selfish brutality of his behaviour on the stairs had steeled their hearts against all his arts and address"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)

Date: 1771

"O gracious! my poor Welsh brain has been spinning like a top ever since I came hither!"

— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)