Date: 1792

"Ah me! the passion that my soul misled / Was check'd, not conquer'd; buried, but not dead."

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1792

A passion may burst "from the grave, in evil hour" and hasten to its prey with fiercer pow'r and "vulture-like, with appetite increas'd" riot on the undiminish'd feast

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1792

"Ah me! the passion that my soul misled / Was check'd, not conquer'd; buried, but not dead: / Now bursting from the grave, in evil hour, / It hastens to its prey with fiercer pow'r, / And, vulture-like, with appetite increas'd / It riots on the undiminish'd feast."

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1792

"Now that stern habit throws without controul / Her chain of adamant around thy soul / May not th' unhappy Abelard disclose / (To her who pities most) his train of woes?"

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1792, 1810

"But would you (as Ithuriel, with his spear, / Struck the dire toad, at Eve's invaded ear) / Probe, with your searching pen, the mind's disease?"

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1792, 1810

"'Oh! London! what calamities I see, / 'In my mind's eye," whene'er I think on thee!"

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1792

"Could gold once give thee to my eager arms, / Lo, into guineas would I coin my heart;"

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: February 1792

"Whatever wisdom constituently is, it is like a seedless plant; it may be reared when it appears, but it cannot be voluntarily produced."

— Paine, Thomas (1737-1809)

Date: February 1792

"It appears as if the tide of mental faculties flowed as far as it could in certain channels, and then forsook its course, and arose in others. How irrational then is the hereditary system, which establishes channels of power, in company with which wisdom refuses to flow!"

— Paine, Thomas (1737-1809)

Date: w. 1791-2

"But, sent from God, his presence leaves, / To gather home his ripen'd sheaves, / To call encumber'd souls away / From fleshly bonds to boundless day, / (As when the winged hours excite, / And summon forth the morning-light) / And each to convoy to her place / Before the Eternal Father's face."

— Cowper, William (1731-1800)