Date: 1753

"Worthy possess'd my will--my Lord my eye, / Grinly my spleen--my scorn Sir Lubberly. / Chip had my laughter;--every Man his part, / And room for forty more, in woman's heart."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Over-cramm'd / With self, and surfeiting on brief success, / The narrow-compass'd heart wants room, for taste."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Still to my Sight, in Fancy's Mirror seen, / With all the Energy of Voice and Mien, / Still Barry's Force o'erwhelms my shrinking Heart."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1753

"Sorrow renounces latitude of range: / Dwells in confinement's cave; where thought sits chain'd / Muses are shunn'd: and horror's winking lamp."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Passion! the spring, that all life's wheels employs, / Winds up the working thought--and heightens joys."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Passion! the great man's guide, the poor man's blame; / The soldier's lawrel, and the sigher's flame"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Like our's, to night, Lord Passion sets their task; / Their fears, hopes, flatt'ries--all are passion's masque."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753, 1770

"Tho' liv'd he now he might appeal with scorn / To Lords, Knights, 'Squires and Doctors, yet unborn; / Or justly mad to Moloch's burning fane / Devote the choicest children of his brain."

— Armstrong, John (1708/9-1779)

Date: June 1753

"My hand, the secretary of my mind, / Leaves thee these lines upon the poplar's rind."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1753

"Where shall a thoughtless youth this treasure find? / This art of judgment, that becalms the mind? / Chains anger short; and sets reflection free, / Gives tumult temper---and makes fortune see?"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)