Date: 1662, 1762
"My heart was hot within me; and while I was thus musing the fire kindled: and at the last I spake with my tongue."
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Date: 1763
"My soul is on fire at this insult: his age, his virtues protect him, but Lord Melvin--Let him avoid my fury."
preview | full record— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)
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: 1766
"Considering these words, in a religious sense; that of 'fervency', seems to rise upon 'warmth'; 'warmth' implying, a flame of devotion, in opposition to coolness; 'fervency', great heat of mind, as opposed to coldness."
preview | full record— Trusler, John (1735-1820)
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)
Date: 1755, 1771
"The' etherial soul that Heaven itself inspires / With all its virtues, and with all its fires, / Led by these sirens to some wild extreme, / Sets in a vapour when it ought to beam; / Like a Dutch sun that in the' autumnal sky / Looks through a fog, and rises but to die."
preview | full record— Cawthorn, James (1719-1761)