Date: 1744, 1772, 1795
"Vehement and swift / As lightening fires the aromatic shade / In Æthiopian fields, the stripling felt / Her inspiration catch his fervid soul, / And starting from his languor thus exclaim'd."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1745
"All, more or less, against each other dash, / To mutual hurt by gusts of passion driven, / And suffering more from Folly than from Fate."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1745
"With aspect mild, and elevated eye, / Behold him seated on a mount serene, / Above the fogs of Sense, and Passion's storm: / All the black cares and tumults of this life, / Like harmless thunders breaking at his feet, / Excite his pity, not impair his peace."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1745
"His understanding 'scapes the common cloud / Of fumes arising from a boiling breast."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1745
"The Duties of his Day / Were all discharg'd, and gratefully enjoy'd / It's noblest Blessings; calm, as Evening Skies, / Was his pure Mind, and lighted up with Hopes / That open Heaven; when, for his last long Sleep / Timely prepar'd, a Lassitude of Life, / A pleasing Weariness of mortal Joy, / F...
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"Few get above this turbid Scene of Strife, / Few gain the Summit, breathe that purest Air, / That heavenly Ether, which untroubled sees / The Storm of Vice and Passion rage below."
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"Tho' practis'd long in Courts, / I have not so far learn'd their subtle Trade, / To veer obedient with each Gust of Passion."
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"Oh! Words are weak, / To paint the Pangs, the Rage, the Indignation; / That whirl'd from Thought to Thought my Soul in Tempest, / Now on the Point to burst, and now by Shame / Repress'd."
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"But This, my Friend, these stormy Gusts of Pride / Are foreign to my Love--Till Sigismunda / Be disabus'd, my Breast is Tumult all, / And can obey no settled Course of Reason. / I see Her still, I feel her powerful Image!"
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"At first his Passions burst / Quick as the Lightning's Flash: but in his Breast / Honour and Justice dwell--Trust me, to Reason / He will return."
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