Date: 1817

"Lust is the master passion."

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: 1817

"But he, the bard of every age and clime, / Of genius fruitful, ardent and sublime, / Who, from the glowing mint of fancy, pours / No spurious metal, fused from common ores, / But gold, to matchless purity refined, / And stamp'd with all the godhead in his mind."

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: 1817

"[H]e must be possest, / Of more, Vagellius, than thy iron breast, / Who braves their anger, and with ten poor toes, / Defies such countless hosts of hobnail'd shoes."

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: 1817

"[B]ring a mind, / Where legal and where moral sense are join'd, / With the pure essence; holy thoughts, that dwell / In the soul's most retired, and sacred cell"

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: 1817

"bring a mind, / Where legal and where moral sense are join'd, / With the pure essence; holy thoughts, that dwell / In the soul's most retired, and sacred cell"

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: November 1824

"Shall human reason frame a rule to draw / Before its puny court the cognizance / Of a Divine eternal ordinance / With warrants of its own?"

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)

Date: 1825, 1868

"On her heart the answer seal."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1827

"I feel a joy, / Dear to my heart, and mixed with no alloy."

— Gifford, William (1756-1826)

Date: 1842

Rash, angry words may be "spoken out of season / When passion has usurp'd the throne of reason"

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)

Date: 1839-1842

"My heart within / Melts as the wax."

— Frere, John Hookham (1769-1846)