Date: 1749

"Nature's bright Mirrour in thy Bosom shone"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1750, 1770

"And, Morpheus, thus may thy mild Lethéan powers, / For ever hovering round my midnight hours, / Thro' Fancy's mirror wrap me in idéal joy."

— Hamilton, William Gerard (1729-1796)

Date: 1750

"A mind in wisdom old, in lenience young, / From fervent truth where every virtue sprung; / Where all was real, modest, plain, sincere; / Worth above show, and goodness unsevere: / View'd round and round, as lucid diamonds throw / Still as you turn them a revolving glow, / So did his mind reflect...

— Thomson, James (1700-1748)

Date: 1751, 1791

"The mirrour, faithful to its charge, / Reflects the virgin's soul in large."

— Cotton, Nathaniel, the elder (1705-1788)

Date: 1753

"Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen, / With all the Energy of Voice and Mien, / Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1746, 1757

"Yet tho' to human Sight invisible, / If She, whom I implore, Urania deign, / With Euphrasy to purge away the Mists / Which, humid, dim the Mirror of the Mind; / (As Venus gave Æneas to behold / The angry Gods with Flame o'erwhelming Troy, / Neptune and Pallas,) not in vain, I'll sing / The mysti...

— Thompson, William (bap. 1712, d.c. 1766)

Date: 1757

"Shall ev'ry blockhead think his mind, / Like yours, the mirrour of mankind?"

— Boyce, Samuel (d. 1775)

Date: 1757

"Behold, thro' fancy's mirrour, what a scene / The phantom opens, ample, wide, and fair, / Each golden minute, bearing as it flies / Imaginary raptures on its wing; / Flatt'ring my fond deluded heart with dreams / Of lasting pleasure--but alas, how soon / This fairy Eden to a waste is turn'd?"

— Hervey, James (1714-1758)

Date: 1759

"By such a Search, she will Self-Knowledge gain, / And learn her ruling Passion to restrain; / She will herself, in Reason's Mirror, see, / And pleas'd, assert, her Immortality."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"If not with Prejudice, and Passion blind, / In Reason's Glass, you will your Error find. / Search the Recesses of the human Soul, / Mark there, what secret Springs her Acts controul."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)