Date: September 1762; 1774

"Some vices must to all appear / As constitutional as Fear; / And every Moralist will find / A ruling passion in the mind."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: September 1762; 1774

"And every Moralist will find / A ruling passion in the mind: / Which, tho' pent up and barricado'd / Like winds, where Æolus bravado'd; / Like them, will sally from their den, / And raise a tempest now and then; / Unhinge dame Prudence from her plan, / And ruffle all the world of man."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: December, 1763; 1774

Bigotry "Wouldst pluck down Reason from her throne / to raise some fantom"

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: March 1763, 1774

"While with the motion of the pen, / Method pops in and out agen, / So, as I said, I thought it better, / To set me down and think a letter, / And without any more ado, / Seal up my mind, and send it you."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: December, 1763; 1774

"Tho' Prejudice in narrow minds, / The mental eye of reason blinds."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: December, 1763; 1774

"'Tis Conscience, a reward alone, / Conscience, who plac'd on Virtue's throne, / Eyes raging men, or raging seas, / Undaunted, firm, with heart at ease."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: December, 1763; 1774

"Thus his own eyes the Bigot blinds, / To shut out light from human minds."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: January, 1764; 1774

"While prose-man deems the verse-man fool, / And measures wit by line and rule, / And, as he lops off fancy's limb, / Turns executioner of whim."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: January, 1764; 1774

Genius "Turns rebel to dame reason's throne / And holds no judgment like his own."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: March 1764, 1774

"While Favour with a Syren's smile, / Which might Ulysses self beguile, / Presents the sparkling bright libation, / The nectar of intoxication; / And summoning her every grace / Of winning charms, and chearful face, / Smiles away Reason from his throne, / And makes his votaries her own."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)