Date: 1753, 1770

"Tho' liv'd he now he might appeal with scorn / To Lords, Knights, 'Squires and Doctors, yet unborn; / Or justly mad to Moloch's burning fane / Devote the choicest children of his brain."

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1761

"When Dinner comes, amid the various Feast, / That crowns your genial Board, where every Guest, / Or grave, or gay, is happy, and at home, / And none e'er sighed for the Mind's Elbow-room"

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

Strange fancies may haunt the mind (and one may be pursued by jealous cares)

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

A judge may sit serene "Above all mists of passion"

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

A passion may blind the soul

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

Passions may invade the mind so that "the conscious body soon / In sympathetic languishment declines"

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

"These chronic Passions, while from real woes / They rise, and yet without the body's fault / Infest the soul, admit one only cure; / Diversion, hurry, and a restless life."

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

"Only give me time, / A little time, till old impressions die; / That I may yield a more devoted heart"

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: 1770

"How light my heart feels from / A villainous guest that sat like lead upon it!"

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)