Date: 1789, 1797
"Ah, say, deluded Maid, / Would you, whose mind is pure as winter's snow, / Assort with one distain'd by foulest guilt, / Whose nightly rest the murther'd sprites would break."
preview | full record— Berkeley, George Monck (1763-1793)
Date: March 8, 1790
"Your pow'r my captive heart in chains shall bind, / Sweet as the graces of your face and mind."
preview | full record— Kemble, John Philip (1757-1823)