Date: 1743

"Friendship! Mysterious Cement of the Soul!"

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"In that dread Moment, how the frantick Soul / Raves round the Walls of her Clay Tenement, / Runs to each Avenue, and shrieks for Help, / But shrieks in vain!"

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"For part they must: Body and Soul must part; / Fond Couple! link'd more close than wedded Pair."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"This wings its Way to its Almighty Source, / The Witness of its Actions, now its Judge: / That drops into the dark and noisome Grave, / Like a disabled Pitcher of no Use."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"Here garrulous Old Age winds up his Tale; / And jovial Youth of lightsome vacant Heart, / Whose ev'ry Day was made of Melody, / Hears not the Voice of Mirth."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"Sound was the Body, and the Soul serene; / Like two sweet Instruments ne'er out of Tune, / That play their several Parts."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"For all was pure within: No fell Remorse, / Nor anxious Castings up of what might be, / Alarm'd his peaceful Bosom: Summer Seas / Shew not more smooth, when kiss'd by Southern Winds / Just ready to expire."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1743

"Imagination's fool, and Error's wretch, / Man makes a Death which Nature never made; / Then on the point of his own fancy falls, / And feels a thousand deaths in fearing one."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"A time there is, when, like a thrice-told tale, / Long-rifled Life of sweet can yield no more, / But from our comment on the comedy, / Pleasing reflections on parts well-sustain'd, / Or purposed emendations where we fail'd, / Or hopes of plaudits from our candid Judge, / When, on their exit, sou...

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

Date: 1743

"Death's admonitions, like shafts upwards shot, / More dreadful by delay,--the longer ere / They strike our hearts, the deeper is their wound."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)