Date: 1755, 1771
"For this, fair hope leads on the' impassion'd soul / Through life's wild labyrinths to her distant goal; / Paints in each dream, to fan the genial flame, / The pomp of riches, and the pride of fame, / Or fondly gives reflection's cooler eye / A glance, an image, of a future sky."
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)
Date: 1755, 1771
"Tasteless of all that virtue gives to please, / For thought too active, and too mad for ease, / From wish to wish in life's mad vortex toss'd, / For ever struggling, and for ever lost; / He scorns religion, though her seraphs call, / And lives in rapture, or not lives at all."
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)
Date: 1755, 1771
"Passions, like colours, have their strength and ease, / Those too insipid, and too gaudy these."
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)
Date: 1755, 1771
"Contrast them, curb them, spread them, or confine, / Ennoble these, and those forbid to shine; / With cooler shades ambition's fire allay, / And mildly melt the pomp of pride away; / Her rainbow robe from vanity remove, / Each pulse congenial with the' informing mind, / Each action station'd in ...
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)
Date: November 1772
"Must Chloe hope in vain to steel that heart / In which each nymph would gladly share a part?"
preview | full record— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
Date: 1771, 1772
"Then weigh the balance in your mind, / Look forward, not one glance behind"
preview | full record— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)
Date: 1773
"Know, lovely virgin, thy deluding art / Hath lodg'd a thousand scorpions in my breast:"
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1773
"There, whilst the vault resounds my plaintive sigh, / In deathful echoes, shall Despondence bring / The saddest visions on the mind's wan eye, / That ever wav'd on Fancy's blackest wing"
preview | full record— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)
Date: 1774
The mind, "With not a character engrav'd, presents / One universal blank."
preview | full record— Roberts, William Hayward (d. 1791)
Date: 1774
"Her soul, refin'd from passion's base alloy, / Seem'd wrapt in visions of seraphic joy."
preview | full record— Roberts, William Hayward (d. 1791)