Date: 1786, 1787, 1788; 1789
"Oh! I'm sick to the soul, to see Music alone, / Stretch her negligent length on the Drama's gay throne; / Where Muses more honor'd by Wisdom should sit, / To adorn the heart's mirror, and fashion our wit"
preview | full record— Williams, John [pseud. Anthony Pasquin] (1754-1818)
Date: 1790
"And o'er Imagination's gloomy glass, / Despair's mute sons like Banquo's visions pass"
preview | full record— Merry, Robert (1755-1798)
Date: w. 1780, 1792
"Blest be the tribute of those tears, that start / From Friendship's eye, the mirrors of the heart."
preview | full record— Polwhele, Richard (1760-1838)
Date: 1793
"In fancy's mirror dreadful scenes appear, / Design'd by doubt, and magnified by fear, / There some gay female, frivolous and vain, / Artfully forms the captivating chain; / Makes him the slave of passion and caprice, / Perverts his principles, and wounds his peace."
preview | full record— Burrell [née Raymond, later Clay], Sophia, Lady Burrell (1750-1802)
Date: 1793
"To paint th' ecstatic tumult of their souls, / The rapture of deliverance from death / Thus threatenting, and the mutual joys of safety, / Description aims not, for too weak her power, / Too faint her colours: diffident she points / To fancy's faithful mirror, and then drops / Her useless pencil."
preview | full record— Kett, Henry (1761-1825)
Date: 1794, 1796, 1797, rev. 1798
"Where'er they rov'd, young Fancy and the Muse / Wav'd high their mirror of a thousand hues."
preview | full record— Mathias, Thomas James (1753/4-1835)
Date: 1802
"He considers man and nature as essentially adapted to each other, and the mind of man as naturally the mirror of the fairest and most interesting properties of nature."
preview | full record— Wordsworth, William (1770-1850)
Date: 1805
"Hampton! 'tis thus thy scenes I view, / In Time and Mem'ry's mirror true."
preview | full record— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)
Date: 1811
"Her hazle eye, unfix'd and bright, / Dazzles with ever-changing light, / Like flames toss'd by the wind; / Now swimming in quick-passing sadness, / Now laughing in her soul's pure gladness, / The mirror of her mind"
preview | full record— Mitford, Mary Russell (1787-1855)