Date: 1721
"My Heart do's like soft Wax relent, / And midst my Bowels flow"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1721
"Our Soul, as from a broken Snare / A Bird escapes, is fled."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1758
"My mourning heart is melted in my frame / As wax dissolving runs before a flame"
preview | full record— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)
Date: 1765
"And my heart, within me burning, / Is become like melting wax."
preview | full record— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)