Date: 1764, 1773

"But thou, my friend! while in thy youthful soul / Love's gentle tyrant seats his aweful throne, / Write from thy bosom--let not art controul / The ready pen, that makes his edicts known."

— Shenstone, William (1714-1763)

Date: January, 1764; 1774

Genius "Turns rebel to dame reason's throne / And holds no judgment like his own."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: March 1764, 1774

"While Favour with a Syren's smile, / Which might Ulysses self beguile, / Presents the sparkling bright libation, / The nectar of intoxication; / And summoning her every grace / Of winning charms, and chearful face, / Smiles away Reason from his throne, / And makes his votaries her own."

— Lloyd, Robert (bap. 1733, d. 1764)

Date: 1764

"Each nobler aim, repressed by long control, / Now sinks at last or feebly mans the soul; / While low delights, succeeding fast behind, / In happier meanness occupy the mind: / As in those domes, where Caesars once bore sway, / Defaced by time and tottering in decay, / There in the ruin, heedless...

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1764

"Stern o'er each bosom reason holds her state / With daring aims irregularly great."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1764

"Thus, while around the wave-subjected soil / Impels the native to repeated toil, / Industrious habits in each bosom reign, / And industry begets a love of gain."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1765, 1770

"Great is the soul which fears no vulgar awe, / But proves with pride that love's her first, great law."

— Thompson, Edward (1738-1786)

Date: 1765

"Mere Affectation vainly would assert / A steady, lasting empire o'er the heart"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"When Reason, on her dictatorial throne, / Argues and pleads, with undecisive tone; / Thy rhetoric of sound, beyond her aid, / Thy lyre-breath'd strains of language can persuade."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Thro' rooted vice my spirits fail, / Which o'er my heart an empire wins, / O let thy mercy countervail / To cover all our sins."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)