Date: 1781
"Which, like a skilful artist, goes to work upon the materials furnished by the senses; comparing selecting, analysing, and abstracting; till by placing them in different points of view their fitness, relations, and dependencies are seen."
preview | full record— Rotheram, John (1725–1789)
Date: 1781
"Her teeming Thoughts with bright Conceptions glow, / Ideas crowd, and Lines spontaneous flow."
preview | full record— Keate, George (1729-1797)
Date: 1781
"Fashion's pert tricks the crowded brain oppress / With all the poor parade of tawdry dress:"
preview | full record— Hayley, William (1745-1820)
Date: 1782
Homer's "Song arose / As the good Parson's quiet Sermon grows; / Who, while his easy thoughts no pressure find / From hosts of images that crowd the mind, / First calmly settles on some moral text, / Then creeps--from one division--to the next"
preview | full record— Hayley, William (1745-1820)
Date: 1782
"Here tranquility once more made its abode the heart of Cecilia; that heart so long torn with anguish, suspense and horrour!"
preview | full record— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)
Date: 1782
"Throughout mankind, the Christian kind at least, / There dwells a consciousness in every breast."
preview | full record— Cowper, William (1731-1800)
Date: 1782
"Hence all that is in man, pride, passion, art, / Powers of the mind , and feelings of the heart, / Insensible of Truth's almighty charms, / Starts at her first approach, and sounds to arms!"
preview | full record— Cowper, William (1731-1800)
Date: 1782
"Peace of mind" is a delightful guest that may make its "downy nest" in a "sad heart"
preview | full record— Cowper, William (1731-1800)
Date: 1783
"Learn hence, that husbands will be blind / To every beauty but the mind; / Great Venus there should hold her court; / should the Loves and Graces sport / There rapture beam'd in every feature, / Bound by that Cestus, called Good Nature."
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1784
"Oh! spare me, Julia--look on me as I am, an alter'd man--peace has been a stranger to my bosom, and remorse and sorrow my constant companions, since we parted"
preview | full record— Andrews, Miles Peter (1742-1814)