Date: 1731, 1753
"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."
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Date: 1773, 1810
"Hail, mild Philosophy! the province thine, / To chase the spectres of the dark Divine! / Not to fix errour, but with reason's art, / To root the stiff old-woman from the heart."
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1773, 1810
"Fancy no longer strews her glowing flowers, / But sad ideas crowd the dreary hours."
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)