Date: 1798 [1797?]

"But see how poor a wretch he is, how blind! / The Sun of Science, dawns not on his mind."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Some wretches shut their eyes to reason's light, / Their evil habits wantonly invite, / To headstrong passions yield without remorse, / Call each prevailing whim, their Hobby Horse, / And screen'd beneath the sanction of that name, / Freely indulge their vices without shame."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"O hail, thou blest anticipated day! / Gild my young Muse with one enlightened ray: / So shall thy light each intellect refine, / Burn in each thought, and glow thro' ev'ry line.

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"Hail, happy dawn! thy glorious sun shall rise, / Beam on the dreary night of polar skies; / Chase the thick mists of ignorance away, / And on the darkest mind emit full day."

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)

Date: 1798 [1797?]

"If with big meaning pregnant Fancy teem'd; / If o'er each thought, the light of Genius beam'd; / If quick Perception new ideas found, / And lent to verse new luxuries of sound [...]"

— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)