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Date: 1755
"Or, the Power and Sway which the Soul exercises over them! Ten thousand Reins put into her Hands; yet she manages all, conducts all, without the least Perplexity or the least Irregularity: rather, with a Promptitude, a Consistency, and a Speed, that nothing else can equal!"
preview | full record— Hervey, James (1714-1758)
Date: 1755
"Like Death impartial, [Love] presents his Dart, / And sure to conquer, aims at ev'ry Heart"
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1755
"After the many restless Nights I've spent, / In anxious Care, in raving Discontent, / Contending with a wild, a fierce Desire, / The Flame of Love, which set my Soul on Fire."
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1755
"Oh let me now thy tender Mercy find, / With thy free Grace illuminate my Mind, / Let me no more the Slave of Passion be, / But turn my wand'ring Thoughts to Heav'n and thee."
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1755
"Then shall my cruel Foe, abash'd, recede, / Finding his artful Snares are vainly spread. / Of rolling Years, eleven are past in Pain, / Since I was doom'd to wear the galling Chain: / The Chain which am'rous Minds are forc'd to bear, / Still to the most Submissive, most severe."
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1755
Had only heaven "stamp'd Omniscience on thy weaker Soul"
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1755
"They George's Image in his Coin approve, / Thy pictur'd Mind I in thy Letters love."
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)
Date: 1756
"A war of passions in their breasts they feel / As the muse fires, who have not hearts of Steel."
preview | full record— Cooke, Thomas (1703-1756)
Date: 1760
"Oh, Sterne! thou art scabby, and such is the leprosy of thy mind that it is not to be cured like the leprosy of the body, by dipping nine times in the river Jordan."
preview | full record— Whitefield, George (1714-1770)
Date: March 1763, 1774
"While with the motion of the pen, / Method pops in and out agen, / So, as I said, I thought it better, / To set me down and think a letter, / And without any more ado, / Seal up my mind, and send it you."
preview | full record— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)
