Date: 1706, 1715 [1706-1721]

"Call in then your wandering reason, and put yourself in a condition to appear before her as good breeding requires."

— Anonymous

Date: 1706, 1715 [1706-1721]

"My spirit is tossed with a thousand tormenting things, and my thoughts destroy one another the same moment they are conceived, to make way for more; and so long as my body suffers by the impressions of my mind, how shall I be able to hold paper, or a reed to write."

— Anonymous

Date: Monday, December 17, 1711

"Now as to the peculiar Qualities of the Eye, that fine Part of our Constitution seems as much the Receptacle and Seat of our Passions, Appetites and Inclinations as the Mind it self; and at least it is the outward Portal to introduce them to the House within, or rather the common Thorough-fare t...

— Anonymous

Date: Monday, May 26, 1712

"My feeble Soul forsakes its Place, / A trembling Faintness seals my Eyes, / And Paleness dwells upon my Face."

— Anonymous

Date: 1716

"You think, perhaps, his dull Capacity, / In flight of Reason, cannot soar so high, / As to confirm him in his Sophistry."

— Anonymous

Date: August, September, and October, 1779

"Thus it happened with me on the present occasion; and I found my ideas suddenly drawn from the sermon in my hand and (in their vagabond way) hurrying over the birth, parentage, education, and situation of the reverend penman."

— Anonymous

Date: October, 1784

"HUMAN thoughts are like the planetary system, where many are fixed, and many wander, and many continue for ever unintelligible; or rather like meteors, which generally lose their substance with their lustre."

— Anonymous

Date: June, 1793

"Goddess, with thy wonted force, / Swiftly bear me to the skies / Where the keen-eyed eagle flies, / And with more than mortal might, / Aid my intellectual flight."

— Anonymous

Date: June, 1793

"'Tis fancy, powerful fancy wings / The poet's flight whene'er he sings, / Fancy strikes the living lyre, / Fancy sheds poetic fire!"

— Anonymous