Date: 1810
"They form a picture, delicate of trait, / Soft as the scene now mirror'd in thy breast"
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: 1810
"Reason holds her lamp no more; / Save that sometimes, with glimmering light, / She gives thy misery to thy sight"
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1810
"And, sexual pride subdued, at length disown / The Salique Law for Wit and Fancy's throne!"
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: 1810
"--Pity, of every generous heart the guest, / As that which dares each colder code refute, / And justifies the ways of man to brute?"
preview | full record— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)
Date: 1810
"In his mind's eye his house and glebe he sees, / And farms and talks with farmers at his ease;"
preview | full record— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
Date: 1810
"This is Mr Brydone's own simile, and beyond any other which could have been chosen, brings to the mind's eye these peculiar effects of vision"
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: 1810
"Years pass away--let us suppose them past, / Th' accomplish'd nymph for freedom looks at last; / All hardships over, which a school contains, / The spirit's bondage and the body's pains; / Where teachers make the heartless, trembling set / Of pupils suffer for their own regret."
preview | full record— Crabbe, George (1754-1832)
Date: 1810
"Kindness can woo the Lion from his den, / A moral teaching to the sons of men; / His mighty heart in silken bonds can draw, / And bend his nature to sweet Pity's law."
preview | full record— Pratt, Samuel Jackson [pseud. Courtney Melmoth] (1749-1814)
Date: 1810
"Had Bethlehem's star, of humble swains the guide; / Of souls, unclouded with pedantick pride; / On thee benighted, beamed, with friendly ray, / With all the light of evangelick day; / Ideas, in thy brain, had held no dance / Of anarchy, thou citizen of France!"
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1811
"Her hazle eye, unfix'd and bright, / Dazzles with ever-changing light, / Like flames toss'd by the wind; / Now swimming in quick-passing sadness, / Now laughing in her soul's pure gladness, / The mirror of her mind"
preview | full record— Mitford, Mary Russell (1787-1855)