Date: 1798
"When cards are dealt to us, we can sort our hand according to the known probabilities of the game, and a new arrangement is easily made when we hear what is trumps."
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Date: 1798
"Admitting the justice of these assertions, we see that memory to great men is but a subordinate servant, a treasurer who receives, and is expected to keep faithfully whatever is committed to his care; and not only to preserve faithfully all deposits, but to produce them at the moment they are wa...
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Date: January 15, 1805
"No, no, I feel a pack of dogs worrying my heart, and my eyes on fire--but I can't cry."
preview | full record— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)
Date: 1807
"I took the man of my heart, proudly spurning those alliances, where all is fairly engrossed, but the affections, and every thing duly stampt, except an impression on the heart"
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Date: 1807
"Father, why gird my poor brain with hoops of iron? In mercy loose them. Ah! now I'm free"
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Date: November 12, 1816
"But what land, that poet ever sung, or enchanter swayed, can equal that, which, when the slave's foot touches, he becomes free--his prisoned soul starts forth, his swelling nerves burst the chain that enthrall'd him, and, in his own strength he stands, as the rock he treads on, majestic and secu...
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Date: 1819
"Philosophers, anatomists of soul, / Ye have display'd a fearful spectacle, / The human heart exposed in nakedness!"
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Date: 1820
"We'll make his temple in our breast, / And offer up a tear."
preview | full record— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)
Date: 1820
"Good bye, I wish you a wiser master--a jailor' heart should be like you--iron."
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Date: January 9, 1827
"Lady Stanmore will never know the value of domestic happiness till she has lost it: she will then find that female domination is wretched slavery; and that the silken tie--the silver links that chain the heart of woman to a worthy husband, is her noblest ornament--her crown of triumph."
preview | full record— Morton, Thomas (1764-1838)