Date: 1762
"I have now my love discharged the burden from my mind."
preview | full record— Scott [née Robinson], Sarah (1720-1795)
Date: 1762
"She sometimes thought what he said was just, but aware of her partiality, she could not believe herself an unprejudiced judge, and feared that she might mistake the sophistry of love, for the voice of reason."
preview | full record— Scott [née Robinson], Sarah (1720-1795)
Date: 1762, 1781
"Delusion o'er my Mind usurps Command, / And rules each Sense with Fancy's magic Wand."
preview | full record— Keate, George (1729-1797)
Date: 1762-3
"By tyrants awed, who never find / The passage to their people's mind; / To whom the joy was never known / Of planting in the heart their throne."
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1762-3
"The senses all must homage pay; / Hither they all must tribute bring, / And prostrate fall before their king."
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1762, 1781
"Bear back, false Winchester, thy proffer'd Bliss, / Weigh Crowns and Kingdoms with a deed like this, / Far, far too light in Wisdom's eye they seem, / Nor shake the scale, while Reason holds the beam."
preview | full record— Keate, George (1729-1797)
Date: 1762-3
"With these grave fops, whose system seems / To give up certainty for dreams / The eye of man is understood / As for no other purpose good / Than as a door, through which, of course, / Their passage crowding objects force; / A downright usher, to admit / New-comers to the court of Wit."
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: w. 1739, 1762
"Ye faithless Idols of our Sense, / Here own how vain your fond Pretence, / Ye empty Names of Joy!"
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: w. 1748, 1762
"In Silence hush'd, to Reason's Voice, / Attends each mental Pow'r."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1762
"If by the Day's illusive Scenes misled, / My erring Soul from Virtue’s Path has stray'd; / Snar'd by example, or by Passion warm'd, / Some false Delight my giddy Sense has charm'd, / My calmer Thoughts the wretched Choice reprove, / And my best Hopes are center'd in thy Love."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)