Date: 1700
"Black throngs of Woes invade my frighted Soul, / As crowding Billows on each other roll."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1711
"These Spirits rais'd from Choler to the Brain, / Like those extracted from the basest Grain, / Impure and crude, produce unnatural Heat, / And an ignoble Flame of Life create."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1723
"Is not a sensual Tincture thro' your Mind / Deeply diffus'd, by which 'tis now inclin'd / Not heav'nly, but terrestrial Bliss, to chuse, / Pursue low Pleasures, and sublime refuse!"
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Date: 1745
"Drink early then, my Friend, at Reason's Bowl, / And fill with wholesome Draughts thy youthful Soul. / If Wine or Gall the Recent Vessel stains, / Each Scent alike the faithful Cask retains."
preview | full record— Whaley, John (bap. 1710, d. 1745)