Date: 1761
"It is not the soft power of humanity, it is not that feeble spark of benevolence which Nature has lighted up in the human heart, that is thus capable of counteracting the strongest impluses of self-love."
preview | full record— Smith, Adam (1723-1790)
Date: 1761
"No, thou art all that's elegant and fair, / And perfect upon earth; and Caius happy / Beyond whatever gratitude express'd, / Or fancy drew, when glowing raptures catch / The poet's breast, and set the soul on fire."
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: 1761
"Why must I only answer thee with sighs? / What is it hangs thus heavy on my heart, / And weighs it down, when it should spring with joy? / Alas! 'tis conscience; 'tis the pride of honour; / 'Tis the severe condition of my fate, / Which makes it ruin to be lov'd by Tullia, / And warns me to suppr...
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Date: 1761
"But now Adversity's refining fire / Melts down the base alloy of earthly passions, / And purifies the temper of the heart."
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Date: 1761
"Let not the memory of my wrongs extinguish / That spark divine, which animates the soul, / And lights the path of glory."
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: 1761
"Here o'er this holy flame. / I join your hands, an emblem of your hearts: / Henceforth be one."
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Date: 1762
"Whence Order, Elegance, and Beauty move / Each finer sense, that tunes the Mind to Love; / Whence all that Harmony and Fire that join, / To form a Temper, and a Soul like thine."
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1762
"But long e'er Paphos rose, or Poet sung, / In heav'nly Breasts the sacred Passion sprung: / The same bright Flames in raptur'd Seraphs glow, / As warm consenting Tempers here below.
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)
Date: 1762
"'Till then [death], the Muse essays the tuneful Art, / To fix her moral Lesson on thy Heart, / Illume thy Soul with Virtue's brightest Flame, / And point it to that Heav'n from whence it came."
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