Date: 1724
"So possible is it for us to roll ourselves up in Wickedness, till we grow invulnerable by Conscience; and that Centinel once doz'd, sleeps fast, not to be awaken'd while the Tide of Pleasure continues to flow, or till something dark and dreadful brings us to ourselves again."
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1748
"My bosom had been hitherto a stranger to such a flood of joy as now rushed upon it: My faculties were overborn by the tide"
preview | full record— Smollett, Tobias (1721-1777)