Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"Oft curv'd his neck, borne down by injur'd heart-- / Steel'd his torn breast to bear sarcastic dart--"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"It cannot be but Fortitude will feel / And arm her face with flint, her heart with steel!"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"What strange astonishment such Fools must feel / When told her Heart was hard as temper'd steel;"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"These, when impeachments, false, his feelings pain'd, / Authority still strengthen'd--pow'r maintain'd-- / Oft curv'd his neck, borne down by injur'd heart-- / Steel'd his torn breast to bear sarcastic dart--"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"But, led by twilight lantern's twinkling pow'rs, / To guard such godlike Creatures' dozing hours, / For crumbs scrap'ed up, and dealt in scanty doles, / Just soldering Bodies, and cementing Souls!"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1814, 1816, 1896

"While all their [ideas'] features, fine; complexions, pure, / Neglected rust--nor long their dates endure--"

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1868

"The strong man arm'd this moment bind, / The bold usurper of Thy throne, / His armour seize, the carnal mind, / The unbelieving heart of stone, / Out of my flesh the evil tear, / And pluck my soul out of the snare."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1868

"He loves me now without excess, / Or passionate alloy."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1868

"All my earthly dross consume, / Fill my soul with love from heaven."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1868

"We ask a soul no longer blind, / Who chased the darkness of thy mind, / Open'd thine inward eyes to see / That all on earth is vanity"

— Wesley, John and Charles