Date: 1760, 1803
"To farther conquests still my soul aspires, / And all my bosom glows with martial fires"
preview | full record— Cambridge, Richard Owen (1717-1802)
Date: 1762
"Whence Order, Elegance, and Beauty move / Each finer sense, that tunes the Mind to Love; / Whence all that Harmony and Fire that join, / To form a Temper, and a Soul like thine."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1762
"But long e'er Paphos rose, or Poet sung, / In heav'nly Breasts the sacred Passion sprung: / The same bright Flames in raptur'd Seraphs glow, / As warm consenting Tempers here below.
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1762
"'Till then [death], the Muse essays the tuneful Art, / To fix her moral Lesson on thy Heart, / Illume thy Soul with Virtue's brightest Flame, / And point it to that Heav'n from whence it came."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1764
Brave rage, a "grand master passion," may flame out for country
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1765
"And my heart, within me burning, / Is become like melting wax."
preview | full record— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)
Date: 1765, 1770
"Kindling new passions in her Nun's attire, / Till Dod and Dingley are themselves on fire."
preview | full record— Thompson, Edward (1738-1786)
Date: September 30, 1769?
"To nature and the passions dead, / A brothel is his house and bed; / To fan the flame of warm desire, / And after wanton in the fire, / He thinks a labour; and his parts / Were not designed to conquer hearts."
preview | full record— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)
Date: 1755, 1771
"In every human breast there lives enshrined / Some atom pregnant with the' etherial mind; / Some plastic power, some intellectual ray, / Some genial sunbeam from the source of day; / Something that, warm and restless to aspire, / Works the young heart, and sets the soul on fire, / And bids us al...
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)
Date: 1755, 1771
"Strong and more strong the light celestial shines, / Each thought ennobles, and each sense refines, / Till all the soul, full opening to the flame, / Exalts to virtue what she felt for fame."
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)