Date: 1753

"So, gold, pernicious in its nature, may, / By souls, like yours, be bent a nobler way:/ Thus, as the needle, by magnetic force, / Once touch'd, still, to the magnet guides its course. / Trembling, while wand'ring thence, and finds no rest, / 'Till clasp'd, and fastened, to its darling breast."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Rouse, from their roots in earth, hearts, hard as steel, / And teach, once more, the trees, and beasts, to feel!"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"Herald vengeance! swift arise! / Shell, with steel, thy flinty heart!"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1753

"But will you fly the heroe you approve? / And steel your heart against a prince you love?"

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1753

"When Flora sweeps the Table with a Vole, / What Breast so steel'd as Grief can not invade, / To see the Havock on her Beautys made!"

— Cooke, Thomas (1703-1756)

Date: 1753

"The clouded minds are purify'd at last."

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1753

"But when the circling seasons as they roll, / Have cleans'd the dross long-gather'd round the soul; / When the celestial fire divinely bright, / Breaks forth victorious in her native light;""

— Pitt, Christopher (1699-1748)

Date: 1753

Inspiration "lifts the Heart on Raptures all refin'd, / And leaves its mortal Dross far, far behind"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

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)