Date: 1784
"But, for the furniture within, / Whether it be of brains, or lead, / What matters it, so there's a head?"
preview | full record— Jago, Richard (1715-1781)
Date: 1784
"Nor is it thinking much, but doing, / That keeps our tenements from ruin"
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Date: 1784, 1810
"Oh! let thy mind's pure eye behold me soar / Where light, and life, from springs unfailing pour!"
preview | full record— Seward, Anna (1742-1809)
Date: 1784
"Thy piercing thought / Unaided saw each movement of the mind, / As skilful artists view the small machine, / The secret springs and nice dependencies, / And to thy mimic scenes, by fancy wrought / To such a wond'rous shape, th'impassion'd breast / In floods of grief, or peals of laughter bow'd, ...
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Date: 1784, 1787
The headlong rout's misguided rage may wage equal combat with the firm phalanx (of reasoning calms placid sense)
preview | full record— Pye, Henry James (1745-1813)
Date: 1784, 1787
Temperate thought may cool glowing passions and "bow the swelling heart to reason's rule"
preview | full record— Pye, Henry James (1745-1813)
Date: 1784, 1787
"His mind to gentler thoughts he tries to move, / and conquer strong renown by stronger love"
preview | full record— Pye, Henry James (1745-1813)
Date: 1784
The partial Muse, has from my earliest hours / Smil'd on the rugged path I'm doom'd to tread, / And still with sportive hand has snatch'd wild flowers, / To weave fantastic garlands for my head: / But far, far happier is the lot of those / Who never learn'd her dear delusive art; / Which, while i...
preview | full record— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)
Date: 1784
Ah! poor humanity! so frail, so fair, / Are the fond visions of thy early day, / Till tyrant passion, and corrosive care, / Bid all thy fairy colours fade away!"
preview | full record— Smith, Charlotte (1749-1806)
Date: 1784
"Ah! season of delight!--could aught be found / To soothe awhile the tortur'd bosom's pain, / Of Sorrow's rankling shaft to cure the wound, / And bring life's first delusions once again, / 'Twere surely met in thee!."
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