Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757

"'Twas I! alas! 'twas I / That fill'd her breast with fury"

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757

"Sadly he says, that pity is the best, / The noblest passion of the human breast: / For when its sacred streams the heart o'erflow, / In gushes pleasure with the tide of woe; / And when its waves retire, like those of Nile, / They leave behind them such a golden soil, / That there the virtues wit...

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: 1760

"My heart is steel, / I weep not, nor complain."

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: 1769

"But, first, I'll tell thee thy detested deeds, / And gall, if possible, thine iron heart."

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: 1777

"Her mind's a burning fire, / Where sudden thoughts, like wreaths of smoak arise, / And, parting from the flame, disperse in air."

— Home, John (1722-1808)

Date: 1777

"Her shatter'd fancy, like a mirror broken, / Reflects no single image just and true, / But many false ones."

— Home, John (1722-1808)