Date: 1709 [1708]
"Beautiful Looks are rul'd by fickle Minds; / And Summer Seas are turn'd by sudden Winds"
preview | full record— Prior, Matthew (1664-1721)
Date: 1712
"When threat'ning Tides of Rage and Anger rise, / Usurp the Throne, and Reason's Sway despise, / When in the Seats of Life this Tempest reigns, / Beats thro' the Heart, and drives along the Veins, / See, Eloquence with Force perswasive binds / The restless Waves, and charms the warring Winds: Res...
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1713
"[I]mpetuous Passions" may "toss the Soul, /And Tides of boiling Blood reluctant roll."
preview | full record— Trapp, Joseph (1679-1747)
Date: 1713
"Now a Dead Sea thou'lt represent, / A Calm of stupid Discontent, / Then, dashing on the Rocks wilt rage into a Storm."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1734
"Is then my heart to all the world beside / Softer than melting wax or summer snow, / But to myself harder than adamant?"
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1734
"I'm in a raging storm, / Where seas and skies are blended, while my soul / Like some light worthless chip of floating cork / Is tost from wave to wave."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1742
"A soul immortal, spending all her fires, / Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, / Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd, / At aught this scene can threaten, or indulge, / Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, / To waft a feather, or to drown a fly."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1744
"Eternity's vast ocean lies before thee; / There, there, Lorenzo, thy Clarissa sails. / Give thy mind sea-room; keep it wide of earth, / That rock of souls immortal; cut thy cord; / Weigh anchor; spread thy sails; call every wind; / Eye thy great Pole-star; make the land of life."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
Man was ordained to "To chase each partial purpose from his breast; / And through the mists of passion and of sense, / And through the tossing tide of chance and pain, / To hold his course unfaultering, while the voice / Of truth and virtue, up the steep ascent / Of nature, calls him to his high ...
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1745
"His understanding 'scapes the common cloud / Of fumes arising from a boiling breast."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)