Date: 1796
"Alas! the door is locked and bolted, as the hearts of white men are."
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796
"Alas! there are invisible fetters which no mortal can wrench! both soft and firm are the bonds of virtue, no force can loosen its strong ties, no sword divide it from my soul! it has guided me from childhood to the age of woman, it presided over my marriage, it has attended me in all my wretched...
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796
"None! You cannot wash my face white, or I his conscience."
preview | full record— Anonymous; Kotzebue (1761-1819)
Date: 1796, 1806
"Ambition!--not that emulative zeal Which wings the tow'ring souls of godlike men! / But bold, oppressive, self-created pow'r, / That, trampling o'er the barrier of the laws, / And scattering wide the tender shoots of pity, / Strikes at the root of reason, and confines / Nature itself in bondage!"
preview | full record— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)
Date: April 20, 1796
"Ere yet we were, / Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit / Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met, / Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet, / That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love, / That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms, / Pale—cold—before the steady fla...
preview | full record— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)
Date: April 20, 1796
"Oh! that superior mind is gone for ever! / --Yet still, thus ruin'd, like a broken mirror, / It gives a perfect image in each fragment!"
preview | full record— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)
Date: April 20, 1796
"Oh, farewell! / I cannot coin in words my soul's soft meaning!"
preview | full record— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)
Date: January 13, 1796
"Come then, sweet sounds, for you alone / Can bid the tumult cease, / Restore reason to it's throne / His bosom to it's peace."
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: January 13, 1796
"Forbear! there is a spirit within me, sunk tho' I am in misery and despair, that will not suffer you, tho' now a conqueror in your turn, and towering far above the wretched son of Hastings, to take this base advantage of your fortune, and drag a trembling victim to the altar only to riot in the ...
preview | full record— Cumberland, Richard (1732-1811)
Date: 1797
A boy with the the divine gift of beauty may conquer "each heart he lists" nor needs Cupid's "shafts to aid his victories"
preview | full record— Mason, William (1725-1797)