Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"He spoke; abash'd and silent I remain'd, / As conscious of my tongue's offence, and aw'd / Before his presence, though my secret soul / Disdain'd the imputation."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"Oft misled / By that bland light, the young unpractis'd views / Of reason wander through a fatal road, / Far from their native aim."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"The immortal mind, superior to his fate, / Amid the outrage of external things, / Firm as the solid base of this great world, / Rests on his own foundations."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"Defil'd to such a depth of sordid shame / The native honours of the human soul, / Nor so effac'd the image of its sire."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"From the wise be far / Such gross unhallow'd pride; nor needs my song / Descend so low; but rather now unfold, / If human thought could reach, or words unfold, / By what mysterious fabric of the mind, / The deep-felt joys and harmony of sound / Result from airy motion; and from shape / The lovel...
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"Men learn to judge of beauty, and acquire / Those forms set up, as idols in the soul / For love and zealous praise."
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Date: 1743, 1745
"'Tis Power's supreme prerogative to stamp / On others' minds an image of its own"
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1745
"Truth stamps conviction in the mind, / All doubts and fears are left behind, / And peace and joy at once an entrance find."
preview | full record— Dodsley, Robert (1703-1764)
Date: 1745
"But thou whose eye, from passion's film refin'd, / Can see true greatness in an honest mind."
preview | full record— Brown, John (1715-1766)
Date: 1745
"A world, where Lust of Pleasure, Grandeur, Gold, / Three demons that divide its realms between them, / With strokes alternate buffet to and fro / Man's restless heart, their sport, their flying ball; / Till with the giddy circle sick and tired, / It pants for peace, and drops into despair."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)