Date: 1765

"Reason ne'er weighs the beauties of the mind, / If but the sordid balance sinks with gold!"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Yet, though the hardy, unreflecting heart / Glows in the chace, as flints are fir'd by steel ... That breast's not human which can never feel."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Mere Affectation vainly would assert / A steady, lasting empire o'er the heart"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Where is the heart, to grateful feelings sear'd, / The breast, against each soft sensation steel'd, / Hard as the tyger's, in wild deserts rear'd"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

Displays may be "Pregnant, beyond the nicest human search, / Where thought can pierce, or telescope can see"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"When Reason, on her dictatorial throne, / Argues and pleads, with undecisive tone; / Thy rhetoric of sound, beyond her aid, / Thy lyre-breath'd strains of language can persuade."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Thro' rooted vice my spirits fail, / Which o'er my heart an empire wins, / O let thy mercy countervail / To cover all our sins."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1765

"Be ye not like to horse or mule, / That are not bless'd with reason's rule."

— Smart, Christopher (1722-1771)

Date: 1765

"All my Sins destroy, devour, / And all my Soul transform: / Now apply Thy Spirit's Seal; / O come quickly from above, / Empty me of Self, and fill / With all the Life of Love."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1765, 1770

"Till mighty conscience, whose prevailing call / Opes the dread volume of her laws to all."

— Wodhull, Michael (1740-1816)