Date: 1772

"Their ruling Passion Want of Gold supplies, / To that alone they offer Sacrifice; / The Thirst of Gold was first the guilty Source / Of our Misfortunes, and their bloody Force."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811) [Editor]

Date: 1772

"My Brain's disturb'd; alas! alas! I rave; / What can I do? a poor forsaken Slave! / Like Birds, that spend their little idle Rage, / And, fruitless, mourn, indignant of their Cage, / From Thought to Thought, my fluttering Spirits rove, / Betray'd to Bondage, and, ah! lost to Love."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811) [Editor]

Date: 1772

"On his worn Pallet, now, view him reclin'd; / Terrifick Visions haunt his tortur'd Mind."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"In Reason's Judgement, all would faintly shine, / If not the Lustre of the Soul were thine"

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

Fancy may "mount the rapid Car, / And Judgement hold the Reins"

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

" Thy Patriot worth above all Art, / Shall live, engraven on the Heart"

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"This, no licentious Rhapsody of Words, / Nor Fancy's Coinage, which my Verse affords;"

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"A Line, or two, / If writ by you, / Will more Impression make / Upon her Heart, / Than all that I can do."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"Consult the Impression in your Breast, / And own, what all Mankind attest."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"Thus, female Minds, with Knowlege fraught, / Are just and liberal Notions taught; / Through Wisdom's Glass their Foibles view'd, / Stand self-convicted, and subdued: / No more Caprice their Conduct rules; / No more the Prey of Rakes, and Fools; / Their Souls, with Truth and Honour charm'd, / Are...

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)