Date: 1765

""How hideous and forlorn! when ruthless care / With cankering tooth corrodes the seeds of life, / And deaf with passion's storms when pines despair, / And howling furies rouse th'eternal strife."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1765

"O ye pure inmates of the gentle breast, / Truth, Freedom, Love, O where is your abode?"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1766

"Faction's torch of sulphurous gleam / Shall fire the heart that feels not Fancy's beam."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"Fain to implore the aid of Flattery's screen, / Even from thyself thy loathsome heart to hide, / (The mansion then no more of joy serene), / Where fear, distrust, malevolence, abide, / And impotent desire, and disappointed pride?"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"Pursue, poor imp, th' imaginary charm, / Indulge gay Hope, and Fancy's pleasing fire: / Fancy and Hope too soon shall of themselves expire."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"Thus Heaven enlarged his soul in riper years. / For Nature gave him strength, and fire, to soar, / On Fancy's wing, above this vale of tears."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"To the pure soul by Fancy's fire refined, / Ah what is mirth but turbulence unholy, / When with the charm compared of heavenly melancholy!"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"Sooth'd by the lulling sound of grove and stream / Romantick visions swarm on Edwin's soul."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"'The gusts of appetite, the clouds of care, / 'And storms of disappointment, all o'erpast, / 'Henceforth no earthly hope with heaven shall share / 'This heart, where peace serenely shines at last."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1771, 1776

"'Could History man's secret heart reveal, / 'And what imports a heaven-born mind to learn, / 'Her transcripts to explore what bosom would not yearn!"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)