Date: 1760

"On clouds, where Fancy's beam amusive plays, / Shall heedless Hope the towering fabric raise?"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1760

"Why roam abroad? Since still, to Fancy's eyes, / I see, I see thy lovely form arise."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1760

"Say, pines not Virtue for the lingering morn, / On this dark wild condemn'd to roam forlorn? / Where Reason's meteor-rays, with sickly glow, / O'er the dun gloom a dreadful glimmering throw? / Disclosing dubious to th' affrighted eye / O'erwhelming mountains tottering from on high, / Black billo...

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1760

"O happy stroke, that bursts the bonds of clay, / Darts through the rending gloom the blaze of day, / And wings the soul with boundless flight to soar, / Where dangers threat, and fears alarm no more."

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)