Date: 1728, 1729, 1736
"She form'd this image of well-bodied air, / With pert flat eyes she window'd well its head, / A brain of feathers, and a heart of lead, / And empty words she gave, and sounding strain, / But senseless, lifeless! idol void and vain!"
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1730
"No light the darkness of that mind invades, / Where Chaos rules, enshrin'd in genuine Shades; / Where, in the Dungeon of the Soul inclos'd,/ True Dulness nods, reclining and repos'd.
preview | full record— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)
Date: 1734
"Loosed from its bonds my spirit fled away, / And left behind its moving tent of clay."
preview | full record— Adam [Adams], Jean (1710-1765)
Date: 1734
"What worlds of worth lay crowded in that breast! / Too strait the mansion for th'illustrious guest."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1734, 1753
"Were it a crime in flashing souls, to rise, / And strike each other thro' the meeting eyes; / Those op'ning windows had not let in light, / Nor stream'd ideas out, to voice the sight."
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1734
"If I but close my eyes, strange images / In thousand forms and thousand colours rise, / Stars, rainbows, moons, green dragons, bears and ghosts, / An endless medley rush upon the stage, / And dance and riot wild in reason's court / Above control."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1735
"Hope may some boundless Future Bliss embrace, / But What, or When, or How, or Where, / Are Mazes all, which Fancy runs in vain"
preview | full record— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)
Date: 1735
"Nor can the narrow Cells of human Brain / The vast immeasurable Thought contain"
preview | full record— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)
Date: 1735, 1745
"Only to trifle sev'nty Years away / In this frail Flesh, this Tenement of Clay, / In Doubt, in Fear, in Sorrow, in Despair, / Then cease to be, and vanish into Air?"
preview | full record— Trapp, Joseph (1679-1747)
Date: 1735
"That Thought romantic Memory detains / In unknown cells and in aereal chains; / Imagination thence her flow'rs translates, / And Fancy emulous of God, creates."
preview | full record— Harte, Walter (1708/9-1774)