Date: 1724

"Sad, for the Tragic Scene, your Hearts prepare, / Where Love kills Friendship, and awakes Despair; / Where cherish'd Mischiefs tow'r above Controul, / And warring Passions rend the tortur'd Soul!"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: Monday, March 30, 1724

"So weak is the Frailty of Human Nature, that we can never be too secure, tho' arm'd with the sublimest Vertue, against the repeated Attacks of so many Passions, as constantly besiege us; and, tho' the Garrison of the Mind may be never so well provided with all Means of Resistance, the greatest o...

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731, 1753

"Shines there a captain, form'd, for war's controul, / Born, with the seeds of conquest, in his soul?"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731, 1753

"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"My Soul is torn with a vain War of Passions."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1743

"Give, the Soul's Conquest, in the Plan's Extent"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1743

"But Passion's Phalanx, no calm Influence breaks; / Truth, till strong-mounted, ev'ry Danger shakes."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Nature, that form'd you loveliest, doubly kind, / To like perfection, rais'd your conquering mind"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Say, coward learning! long, too long, misled! / If, yet, thou dar'st erect thy dizzy head! / And art not, yet, heart-conquer'd quite, / By power and custom join'd; too, too unequal fight!"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)