Date: 1777, 1810

"Then in his bosom bright ideas teem; / Each tender, each exalted theme."

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1777, 1810

"Well-pleased, in fancy he surveys, / With fancy's mimick tint pourtrays / The fate elysian of the swain, / Who, stranger to his nymph's disdain, / Feels the true zest of Cupid's reign, / His lasting joys enhanced by momentary pain."

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1777, 1810

"Nay, with romantick soul, he pities all, / Whome'er it is his chance to see, / Who are not in her heart enthroned, as he, / Imaginary monarch of this earthly ball!"

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1777, 1810

"While thus he ranges unconfined, / And glory fires his ardent mind."

— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)

Date: 1777

"At present in my brain there floats / A thousand parti-colored motes; / From which, if time would but permit, / I might sift some sparks of wit."

— Savage, Mary (fl. 1763-1777)

Date: 1778

The "pure flame" of virtue is planted "by an unerring rule" and glows in the heart

— Burney [married name D'Arblay], Frances (1752-1840)

Date: 1767, 1778

"To human frames these structures seem akin, / With aspect fair, while reason rules within."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1767, 1778

"To human frames these structures seem akin, / With aspect fair, while reason rules within."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1767, 1778

"Envy in courts and cottages will dwell, / Nay climb to heaven itself, tho' born in hell: / In every living bosom lurks this pest, / But reigns unrival'd in the human breast; / On reason's throne usurps a thorny part, / And plants a thousand daggers in the heart."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1767, 1778

"Victorious in thy march, triumphant move, / Arm'd by each grace, each virtue, and each love; / These inmates firm, these bright, these strong allies, / Reign in thy soul, and conquer in thy eyes."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)