Date: 1767

"For oh the time will come, when you shall feel / Stabs in your heart more sharp than stabs of steel"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1767

"A Mind is a balance for thousands a year."

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1767

"Yet, to the stoic apathy estrang'd, / Thou canst, with steady courage, probe to th' quick / The wound thou mean'st to cure; thou canst reprove / With all the sweet persuasion of esteem: / And give a momentary pang, to free / The worthy mind from its ignoble chain."

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Light sits my bosom's Master on his throne; / Airy and disencumber'd feels my Soul."

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"A prisoner in--Impossible!--I sleep: / 'Tis fancy's coinage; 'tis a dream's delusion."

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Twas but a coinage vain / Of the distemper'd fancy! Gone, 'tis gone,"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Your gentle hearts / To kind impressions yet susceptible, / Will amiably hear a friend's advice"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Of one, who, warm with human passions, soft / To tenderest impressions, frequent rush'd / Precipitate into the tangling maze"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"And what a crowd of wild ideas press / Distracting on the soul!"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)

Date: 1777, 1793

"Hail, sacred solitude! These are thy works, / True source of good supreme! Thy blest effects /Already on my mind's delighted eye / Open beneficent"

— Dodd, William (1729-1777)