Date: 1734

"Search well, my soul, thro' all the dark recesses / Of nature and self-love, the plies, the folds, / And hollow winding caverns of the heart, / Where flattery hides our sins."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734

"[W]hat lawless passions, / What vain desires, what vicious turns of thought / Lurk there unheeded: Bring them forth to view, / And sacrifice the rebels to his honour."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734

"What worlds of worth lay crowded in that breast!"

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734

"What worlds of worth lay crowded in that breast! / Too strait the mansion for th'illustrious guest."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734

"Too strait the mansion for th'illustrious guest."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734 [1735?]

"Some ruling Passion lurks in ev'ry Breast"

— Paget, Thomas Catesby, Lord Paget (1689-1742)

Date: 1734, 1753

"Man, the deceiver, veils his cruel art, / And skreens himself within th' attempted heart; / There, to ungen'rous empire, climbs, e'er long, / Help'd by the confidence he means to wrong."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1734, 1753

"Were it a crime in flashing souls, to rise, / And strike each other thro' the meeting eyes; / Those op'ning windows had not let in light, / Nor stream'd ideas out, to voice the sight."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1734

"Hail, holy souls, no more confin'd / To limbs and bones that clog the mind; / Ye have escap'd the snares, and left the chains behind."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1734

"We see and feel these limbs, and this flesh of ours; we are acquainted at least with the outside of this animal machine, and sometimes call it ourselves, though philosophy and reason would rather say, it is our house or tabernacle, because we possess it, or dwell in it: it is our en...