Date: 1790

"The passions heated, reason strives in vain; / Her empire's lost, and the distracted soul / Becomes the sport of devils, wholly bent / To turn and wind it in a world of sin."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"'Tis God's decree engrav'd upon the heart / To make us wait with patience, till he comes, / Undraws the curtain, and dispels the gloom, / And takes us to his bosom, and rewards / Our constancy and truth."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"Her sickly mind / Was ill at ease, though seated on the throne / of affluence and plenty."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

'While we converse together, and I feel / 'Secret correction from the bolt of truth / 'Shot home, my better soul in triumph rides, / Borne on the wings of reason to her throne."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

One may have two souls "which, like two mighty Kings, / 'Ever contending for the sov'reignty, / 'Stir up sedition and revolt within"

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

A better soul "by revolution strange" may come to sit on her throne

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1790

"O lovely queen, / Beauty usurps the empire of my heart, / All its affections."

— Hurdis, James (1763-1801)

Date: 1792

"For oft, their due degrees / Abandon'd, one essential ev'n excludes / The rest; or argument, perhaps, usurps / The throne of pathos; or the passions, free / From previous forms, as great emergence calls, / Burst on a CATILINE's devoted head / Impetuous."

— Polwhele, Richard (1760-1838)

Date: 1792

"Around [Religion's] emerald throne / The passions tremble at her awful beck-- ' Her ministers as flaming fire,' to waft / Into the mortal bosom the pure spark / Æthereal, that refines our thought"

— Polwhele, Richard (1760-1838)

Date: 1798

"Law and Reason's Empire to the skies" may "On the firm base of British freedom rise"

— Pye, Henry James (1745-1813)