Date: 1745

"But thou whose eye, from passion's film refin'd, / Can see true greatness in an honest mind."

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1745

"Like mighty rivers, with resistless force / The passions rage, obstructed in their course; / Swell to new heights, forbidden paths explore, / And drown those virtues which they fed before."

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1745

"But SATIRE's arrow searches ev'ry breast: / She plays a ruling passion on the rest"

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1745

"Lo! Shaftsb'ry rears her [Satire] high on reason's throne, / And loads the slave with honours not her own."

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1745

"Let clear-ey'd reason at the helm preside, / Bear to the wind, or stem the furious tide: / Then mirth may urge when reason can explore, / This point the way, that waft us to the shore."

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1745

"A race fantastick, in whose page you see / Untutor'd fancy, a meer Jeu d'Esprit: / Wit's shatter'd mirror lies in fragments bright, / Reflects not nature, but confounds the sight."

— 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."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1745

"Such is the world Lorenzo's wisdom wooes, / And on its thorny pillow seeks repose; / A pillow which, like opiates ill-prepared, / Intoxicates, but not composes; fills / The visionary mind with gay chimeras, / All the wild trash of sleep, without the rest; / What unfeign'd travail, and what dream...

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1745

"All, more or less, against each other dash, / To mutual hurt by gusts of passion driven, / And suffering more from Folly than from Fate."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1745

"These claims to joy (if mortals joy might claim) / Will cost him many a sigh, till time, and pains, / From the slow mistress of this school, Experience, / And her assistant, pausing, pale Distrust, / Purchase a dear-bought clue to lead his youth / Through serpentine obliquities of life, / And th...

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)