Date: 1792
"Yes, she has a thousand charms, and my heart is already in her chains."
preview | full record— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)
Date: 1792
"Thou wife of Orloff! thou hast my soul in chains--drag it not to perdition!"
preview | full record— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)
Date: 1792
"My ardent passions I could hold in chains, and suppress that love which honor could not sanction."
preview | full record— Cowley [née Parkhouse], Hannah (1743-1809)
Date: 1794
"My heart is in your chains, and I must follow."
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: 1795
"How many hearts have you this moment in your chains?"
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: April 17, 1795
"At Hymen's altar claim the chain / That twines two willing hearts in one!"
preview | full record— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)
Date: 1796
"Mind and body are both subdued by affliction and chains; their heads are fixed between great wooden forks, supported behind with iron cramps; not one can stir a step without the other; all walk in procession panting under the heavy fork."
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796
"Fetters are needless where the affections are rivetted by beneficent actions. Thou hast left me free, and I am thy slave for ever; with my arms in bonds, I could have escaped, but thou fetterest my heart—I will never forsake thee!"
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796
"Alas! there are invisible fetters which no mortal can wrench! both soft and firm are the bonds of virtue, no force can loosen its strong ties, no sword divide it from my soul! it has guided me from childhood to the age of woman, it presided over my marriage, it has attended me in all my wretched...
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796, 1806
"Ambition!--not that emulative zeal Which wings the tow'ring souls of godlike men! / But bold, oppressive, self-created pow'r, / That, trampling o'er the barrier of the laws, / And scattering wide the tender shoots of pity, / Strikes at the root of reason, and confines / Nature itself in bondage!"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)