Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit without Sense is like the Laughing-Evil, / And Sense unmix'd with Fancy is the D---l."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1700, 1705
"Wit, like the French, performs before it thinks, / And thoughtful Sense without Performance sinks."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1700
"This very Morning I'll prepare for Turin, / Where Time and Absence will deface the Image / Of that bewitching Beauty, which how haunts / My tortur'd Mind."
preview | full record— Centlivre [née Freeman; other married name Carroll], Susanna (bap. 1669?, d. 1723)
Date: 1701
"He [Good King Bacchus] does the chaos of the head refine, / And atom-thoughts jump into words by wine"
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1701
"Their brain's so cool, their passion seldom burns; / For all's condens'd before the flame returns; The fermentation's of so weak a matter, / The humid damps the fume, and runs it all to water."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1701
"Stand by ye Fools--That noble Theam's my share,/ Farce is a Strain too low to court the Fair; / When to that pitch your Thoughts attempt to fly, / Like unskill'd Icarus you soar too high."
preview | full record— Baker, Thomas (b. 1680-1)
Date: 1702
"Love join'd their Souls, and Heav'n seal'd each Heart"
preview | full record— Sedley, Sir Charles (1639-1701)
Date: 1702
"Do you understand how your Soul ... preserves its Treasure of Ideas, to produce them at pleasure"?
preview | full record— Trotter, Catherine, later Cockburn, (1674?-1749)
Date: 1702
"The force of which Argument lies thus, Cogitation in the Soul answering to Motion in Body, as the same Motion cannot be restor'd, but a new Motion may be produc'd; so the same Cogitations cannot be restor'd, but new Cogitations must be produc'd."
preview | full record— Trotter, Catherine, later Cockburn, (1674?-1749)
Date: 1702
When Reason's "Pow'r is Despicable grown, / And Rebel Appetites Usurp my Throne, / The Soul no longer quiet Thoughts enjoys; / But all is Tumult, and Eternal Noise."
preview | full record— Pomfret, John (1667-1702)