Date: 1798
"A woman, with sentiments as pure, as refined, and as delicate, as ever inhabited a human heart!"
preview | full record— Godwin, William (1756-1836)
Date: 1798
"To the heart which love inhabits, fear is a stranger and vice a cast-off menial."
preview | full record— Render, William (fl. 1790-1801); August Friedrich Ferdinand von Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1798
"Admitting the justice of these assertions, we see that memory to great men is but a subordinate servant, a treasurer who receives, and is expected to keep faithfully whatever is committed to his care; and not only to preserve faithfully all deposits, but to produce them at the moment they are wa...
preview | full record— Edgeworth, Maria
Date: February, 1798
"And what (I said) tho' blasphemy's loud scream / With that sweet music of deliv'rance strove; / Tho' all the fierce and drunken passions wove / A dance more wild than ever maniac's dream; / Ye storms, that round the dawning east assembled, / The sun was rising, tho' ye hid his light!"
preview | full record— Coleridge, Samuel Taylor (1772-1834)
Date: 1798 [1797?]
"Some turbulent Othello's vainly try / To curb the green-eyed monster Jealousy."
preview | full record— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)
Date: 1798 [1797?]
"The government of Head and Heart soon chang'd, / All former plans of thinking were derang'd; / Cupid's fond garrison was put to route, / Hypothesis march'd in, and Love march'd out."
preview | full record— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)
Date: 1798 [1797?]
"Thou Friendship art the most exalted guest, / The noblest inmate of the human breast!"
preview | full record— Jones, Jenkin [Captain] (fl. 1798)
Date: 1799
"My mind was thronged with the images flowing from my late late adventures."
preview | full record— Brown, Charles Brockden (1771-1810)
Date: 1799
"Kourakin will be happy with the object of his wishes!--a blessing, to which my heart must be a stranger"
preview | full record— Hoare, Prince (1755-1834); Comtesse de Genlis (1737-1793)
Date: 1799
"My father!--my father!--why have you concealed yourself so long from your son?--why have you not sooner communicated joy to a bosom to which it has hitherto been a stranger?"
preview | full record— Plumptre, Anne (1760-1818); Kotzebue (1761-1819)