Date: 1759

"And to himself unknown within his breast / Unconscious bears the gen'rous glowing flame / Of all the virtues of his royal line."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Seek not thus / To multiply the ills that hover round you; / Nor from the stores of busy fancy add / New shafts to fortune's quiver."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Such is the charm / Of heart-felt virtue; such is nature's force / That speaks abroad, and in rude northern hearts / Can stamp the image of an awful God."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Fatal day! / More fatal e'en than that, which first beheld / This race accurs'd within these palace walls, / Since hope, that balm of wretched minds, is now / Irrevocably lost."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Retire, my love, awhile; I'll come anon,-- / And fortify thy soul with firm resolve, / Becoming Zamti's wife."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Bid them ne'er remit / Their high heroic ardor;--let them know, / Whate'er shall fall on this old mould'ring clay, / The tyrant never shall subdue my mind."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"When a whole people's minds are once inflamed / For their religious rights, their fury burns / With rage more dreadful, as the source is holy."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Is human nature exil'd from thy breast?"

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Support our virtue:--kindle in our souls / A ray of your divine enthusiasm; / Such as inflames the patriot's breast, and lifts / Th'impassion'd mind to that sublime of virtue, / That even on the rack it feels the good, / Which in a single hour it works for millions, / And leaves the legacy to af...

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Oh! thou art ever faithful--on thy lips / Sits pensive silence, with her hallow'd finger / Guarding the pure recesses of thy mind."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)