Date: 1693
"Musick alone inflames my drooping Mind; / Nay, she would mount her Wings, and fly away, / Not be confin'd to this dull Lump of Clay, / Did not the Charms of Musick most divine / Unite, and things so wide, so close combine."
preview | full record— Hawkshaw, Benjamin (1671/2-1738)
Date: March 13, 1727
"Must these like empty shadows pass, / Or forms reflected from a glass? / Or mere chimeras in the mind, / That fly, and leave no marks behind?"
preview | full record— Swift, Jonathan (1667-1745)