Date: 1769

A debt of gratitude to parents is "stamp'd upon our frames; In polish'd minds it shines the most"

— Reed, Joseph (1723-1787)

Date: 1769

"Your beauteous looks inspire my mind / With passion of the purest kind: / No selfish views my bosom sway, / But all is love without allay."

— Reed, Joseph (1723-1787)

Date: 1770

"Spontaneous joys, where nature has its play, / The soul adopts and owns their firstborn sway; / Lightly they frolic o'er the vacant mind, / Unenvied, unmolested, unconfined."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1772

"On his worn Pallet, now, view him reclin'd; / Terrifick Visions haunt his tortur'd Mind."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"Thus, female Minds, with Knowlege fraught, / Are just and liberal Notions taught; / Through Wisdom's Glass their Foibles view'd, / Stand self-convicted, and subdued: / No more Caprice their Conduct rules; / No more the Prey of Rakes, and Fools; / Their Souls, with Truth and Honour charm'd, / Are...

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1772

"The Eye, that Orb of Light, which shews / The Features of the Mind, / Distinct, as faithful Mirrours yield / The Forms of human Kind."

— Whyte, Samuel (1733-1811)

Date: 1774

"While awake, and in health, this busy principle [the imagination] cannot much delude us: it may build castles in the air, and raise a thousand phantoms before us; but we have every one of the senses alive, to bear testimony to its falsehood."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1774

"But in sleep it is otherwise; having, as much as possible, put our senses from their duty, having closed the eyes from seeing, and the ears, taste, and smelling, from their peculiar functions, and having diminished even the touch itself, by all the arts of softness, the imagination is then left ...

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1774

"As in madness, the senses, from struggling with the imagination, are at length forced to submit, so, in sleep, they seem for a while soothed into the like submission: the smallest violence exerted upon any one of them, however, rouzes all the rest in their mutual defence; and the imagination, th...

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1776

"I am provoked at this natural incapacity of conveying my sentiments to you; words are but a cloak, or rather a clog, to our ideas; there should be no curtain before the hearts of friends; and the longing I have ever felt for an intuitive converse, is to me a strong argument for a future state."

— Griffith, Elizabeth (1720-1793)