Date: 1779

"Why stand'st thou thus, with such exploring eyes, / As if thou'dst read the workings of my brain?"

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"If right I read, your mind in balance hangs / 'Twixt the opposing principles of good / And ill."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"I fear not / Your anger, Lord!--nay, I will gladly die, / If, dying, on your mind I can impress / Just horror for the--"

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"There are, my Liege, who have with groundless jealousy / Poison'd Lord Edward's mind, and work'd on him / To yield to infamy his spotless Bride."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"My mind, with wild contending passions torn, / Now, like a hart by worrying dogs forsook, / Sinks into apathy."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"Banish'd--robb'd of my country, and my name; / Yet they have left a mind defies their vengeance-- / Which, though these limbs were lock'd in bolts of steel, / And darkness wrapt these precious founts of light, / Would rise superior to their bounded power, / And scorn alike their fetters, and the...

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"Such pensiveness oft follows, when the mind, / Surcharg'd with joy, hath yielded all her pow'rs / To the insidious guest."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"Mean time, Editha send; some secret grief / Preys on her mind, and fain I would relieve / Her bosom'd anguish."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1779

"Darting like hidden sun-beams on my mind, / And make it drunk with bliss."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)

Date: 1780

"I call not you!--for, oh, your callous bosoms / Fell Dissipation steels, and robs your minds / Of the sweet energies bestow'd by Heaven."

— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)