Date: 1752
"Upon the whole, however, she past a miserable and sleepless Night, her gentle Mind torn and distracted with various and contending Passions, distressed with Doubts, and wandring in a kind of Twilight, which presented her only Objects of different Degrees of Horrour, and where black Despair close...
preview | full record— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)
Date: 1753
One may "stoop, with Locke, the Gleams of Thought to scan, / The Infant's dawning Ray, the Noon of Man"
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1755
"Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul"
preview | full record— Milton [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]
Date: 1755
Despair may darken the imagination
preview | full record— Sidney [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]
Date: 1755
"Dim, as the borrow'd beams of moon and stars / To lonely, weary, wand'ring travellers, / Is reason to the soul."
preview | full record— Dryden [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]
Date: 1755
"The sense is like the sun; for the sun seals up the globe of heaven, and opens the globe of earth: so the sense doth obscure heavenly things, and reveals earthly things"
preview | full record— Bacon [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]
Date: 1755
"Now Night her highest Noon ascends, / And o'er the Globe her Shades extends: / While all her shining Lamps of Light, / The Soul to solemn Thought invite."
preview | full record— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)
Date: 1755
"That it will immediately become popular I have not promised to myself: a few wild blunders, and risible absurdities, from which no work of such multiplicity was ever free, may for a time furnish folly with laughter, and harden ignorance in contempt; but useful diligence will at last prevail, and...
preview | full record— Johnson, Samuel (1709-1784)
Date: 1755
"Thou, superior to the Frowns / Of Fate, can'st pour thy Sunshine o'er the Soul, / And brighten Woe to Rapture!"
preview | full record— Brown, John (1715-1766)
Date: 1755
"Oh let me now thy tender Mercy find, / With thy free Grace illuminate my Mind, / Let me no more the Slave of Passion be, / But turn my wand'ring Thoughts to Heav'n and thee."
preview | full record— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)