Date: 1713
"The Rafters sink, and bury'd with his Coin / That Fate does with his living Thoughts combine; / For still his Heart's inclos'd within a Golden Mine."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1713
"Now a Dead Sea thou'lt represent, / A Calm of stupid Discontent, / Then, dashing on the Rocks wilt rage into a Storm."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1713
"On Sleep intruding dost thy Shadows spread, / Thy gloomy Terrours round the silent Bed, / And croud with boading Dreams the Melancholy Head."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1713
"Falsly, the Mortal Part we blame / Of our deprest, and pond'rous Frame, / Which, till the First degrading Sin / Let Thee, its dull Attendant, in, / Still with the Other did comply, / Nor clogg'd the Active Soul, dispos'd to fly, / And range the Mansions of it's native Sky."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1713
"In the Imperious Wife thou Vapours art, / Which from o'erheated Passions rise / In Clouds to the attractive Brain, / Until descending thence again, / Thro' the o'er-cast, and show'ring Eyes, / Upon her Husband's soften'd Heart, / He the disputed Point must yield, / Something resign of t...
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1713
"Not skilful Lower thy Source cou'd find, / Or thro' the well-dissected Body trace / The secret, the mysterious ways, / By which thou dost surprize, and prey upon the Mind."
preview | full record— Finch [née], Anne, Countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)
Date: 1717
"For it proceeds from the Light of Nature in my Breast, which tells me that my Life is not my own, but God's, who gave it, and that I am answerable for any Neglect of mine in not preserving the same."
preview | full record— Earbery, Matthias (1690-1740)
Date: 1769
"Vain therefore, and entirely to be rejected, is that Principle published to the World, by a celebrated Philosopher of the last Century, namely, that the Soul in its first created State, has nothing in it, but is a mere Rasa Tabula, or blank Paper."
preview | full record— Law, William (1686-1761)
Date: 1769
"For every Creature of this World, animate or inanimate, is in its Degree, a Microcosm of all the Powers, that are in the great World, of which it is a Part."
preview | full record— Law, William (1686-1761)