Date: 1736, 1803

Truth has "a window in her naked breast"

— Cambridge, Richard Owen (1717-1802)

Date: 1736

"PAULTONS affords me next a kind Retreat, / Where crowding Joys my grateful Heart dilate"

— Duck, Stephen (1705-1756)

Date: May 6, 1736

"To express this to us by Similitudes both just and beautiful; some Philosophers compare an human Soul to an empty Cabinet, of inexpressible Value for the Matter and Workmanship: and particularly, for the wonderful Contrivance of it, as having all imaginable Conveniencies within, for treasuring u...

— Denne, John (1693-1767)

Date: May 6, 1736

"Others, with equal truth and justice, have likened the Minds of Children to a rasa Tabula, or white Paper, whereon we may imprint, or write what Characters we please; which will prove so lasting, as not to be effaced without injuring or destroying the Beauty of the whole."

— Denne, John (1693-1767)

Date: May 6, 1736

"These first Characters therefore ought to be deeply and beautifully struck, and the Learning they express should be of great Price. And this, if timely Care be taken, may be done with ease because the Mind is then soft and tender: and because Truth and Right are by the nature of Things, as pleas...

— Denne, John (1693-1767)

Date: 1736, 1743

"Hail, heav'n-born Piety! unknown / Where mad Ambition taints the Mind."

— Wesley, Samuel, the Younger (1691-1739)

Date: 1736, 1743

"Th' identick Shape thy Fancy would retain, / Engraven in eternal Characters / While Memory holds its Empire in the Brain."

— Wesley, Samuel, the Younger (1691-1739)

Date: 1736, 1743

"But Care no Desert can exclude, / We haunt ourselves in Solitude."

— Wesley, Samuel, the Younger (1691-1739)

Date: 1736

"Infuse a little Wit into the Scull, / Which never fails to make a mighty Fool; / Two Drams of Faith; a Tun of Doubting next; / Let all be with the Dregs of Reason mixt: / When, in his Mind, these jarring Seeds are sown, / He'll censure all Things, but approve of none."

— Duck, Stephen (1705-1756)

Date: 1736

"THOU, matur'd by glad Hesperian Suns, / Tobacco, Fountain pure of limpid Truth, / That looks the very Soul; whence pouring Thought / Swarms all the Mind; absorpt is yellow Care, / And at each Puff Imagination burns."

— Browne, Isaac Hawkins (1705-1760)