Date: 1782

"Till then, old red-nos'd Wilson's art / Will hold its empire o'er my heart."

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1782

"How all impressions of the mind are chang'd! / The heart distended and the head derang'd."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1782

"Affliction's iron hand my breast invades, / And Death's dread dart is ever in my sight."

— Scott, John, of Amwell (1730-1783)

Date: 1782

"How Custom steels the human breast / To deeds that Nature's thoughts detest!"

— Scott, John, of Amwell (1730-1783)

Date: 1787

"Yet when he bawl'd for sense, he bawl'd, I wot, / For furniture the head had never got."

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1782

"Say! wilt Thou listen to his weaker strains, / Who pants to range round Fancy's rich domains; / To vindicate her empire, and disown / Proud System, seated on her injur'd throne?"

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: 1782

"Let Critic Reason all her light diffuse / O'er the wide empire of this injur'd [Epic] Muse"

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: 1782

"In life's first season, when the fever's flame / Shrunk to deformity his shrivell'd frame, / And turn'd each fairer image in his brain / To blank confusion and her crazy train."

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: 1782

A poet may "in robes of beauty to array, / And in bright Order's lucid blaze display, / The forms that Fancy, to thy wishes kind, / Stamps on the tablet of thy clearer mind"

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)

Date: 1782

"Can we then deem that in those happier lands, / Where every vital energy expands; / Where Thought, the golden harvest of the mind, / Springs into rich luxuriance, unconfin'd; / That in such soils, with mental weeds o'ergrown, / The seeds of Poesy were thinly sown?"

— Hayley, William (1745-1820)