Date: 1762-3

"Vainly thy precepts are address'd / Where Virtue steels the steady breast."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"Within the brain's most secret cells / A certain Lord Chief Justice dwells, / Of sovereign power, whom, one and all, / With common voice, we Reason call."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"The senses all must homage pay; / Hither they all must tribute bring, / And prostrate fall before their king."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"Whatever unto them is brought / Is carried on the wings of thought / Before his throne, where, in full state, / He on their merits holds debate, / Examines, cross-examines, weighs / Their right to censure or to praise."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"Men of sound parts, who, deeply read, / O'erload the storehouse of the head / With furniture they ne'er can use"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"O bow, bow all at Fancy's throne, / Whose power could make so vile an elf / With patience bear that thing himself."

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"[T]he five senses in alliance [may] / To Reason hurl a proud defiance, / And, though oft conquer'd, yet unbroke, / Endeavour to throw off that yoke / Which they a greater slavery hold / Than Jewish bondage was of old"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

The five senses may "Allow [Reason] to retain the name / Of Royalty, and, as in sport, / To hold a mimic formal court, / Permitted (no uncommon thing) / To be a kind of puppet-king, / And suffer'd, by the way of toy, / To hold a globe, but not employ"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"Nay, should the eye, that nicest sense, / Neglect to send intelligence / Unto the brain distinct and clear, / Of all that passes in her sphere; / Should she presumptuous joy receive / Without the understanding's leave, / They deem it rank and daring treason / Against the monarchy of Reason"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)

Date: 1762-3

"Or, with down-bending eye, seem wrought / Into a labyrinth of thought, / Where Reason wanders still in doubt, / And, once got in, cannot get out,"

— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)