Date: 1712
"When threat'ning Tides of Rage and Anger rise, / Usurp the Throne, and Reason's Sway despise, / When in the Seats of Life this Tempest reigns, / Beats thro' the Heart, and drives along the Veins, / See, Eloquence with Force perswasive binds / The restless Waves, and charms the warring Winds: Res...
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1712
"These Out-guards of the Mind are sent abroad, / And still patrolling beat the neighb'ring Road: / Or to the Parts remote obedient fly, / Keep Posts advanc'd, and on the Frontier lye."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1712
"The watchful Centinels at ev'ry Gate, / At ev'ry Passage to the Senses wait."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1713
When music plays, "Intestine war no more our Passions wage, / And giddy Factions hear away their rage."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1713
"At others [other times], to be present when a battel or a storm raged, or a glittering palace rose in his imagination"
preview | full record— Berkeley, George (1685-1753)
Date: 1713
"Now, Marcus, now, thy Virtue's on the Proof: / Put forth thy utmost Strength, work ev'ry Nerve, / And call up all thy Father in thy Soul: / To quell the Tyrant Love, and guard thy Heart / On this weak Side, where most our Nature fails, / Would be a Conquest worthy Cato's Son."
preview | full record— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)
Date: w. 1702, 1713
"Fair Ideas in full Glory shine, / Eternal Models of exalted Parts, / The Pride of Minds, and Conquerors of Hearts."
preview | full record— Parnell, Thomas (1679-1718)
Date: 1713
"Imperial Reason keeps her awful Throne, / Above the Tumult reigns unmov'd alone: / At her Command intestine Discords cease, / And all th' inferiour Pow'rs lie hush'd in Peace."
preview | full record— Trapp, Joseph (1679-1747)
Date: 1713
"Since we have made this Breach in her Heart, my Lad, there is now no fear of gaining the Citadel."
preview | full record— Gay, John (1685-1732)
Date: 1714
"Oh Jealousie! Thou Bane of pleasing Friendship, / Thou worst Invader of our tender Bosoms; / How does thy Rancour poison all our Softness, / And turn our gentle Natures into Bitterness."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)