Date: 1782

"Parisian paint of every kind, / That stains the body or the mind, / Proclaims the Harlot's art"

— Logan, John (1748-1788)

Date: 1782

Those who wear "The Zone of Venus" "never know / To what enchanting charm they owe / The empire of the heart"

— Logan, John (1748-1788)

Date: 1782

"Till then, old red-nos'd Wilson's art / Will hold its empire o'er my heart."

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1782

"How all impressions of the mind are chang'd! / The heart distended and the head derang'd."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1782

"Affliction's iron hand my breast invades, / And Death's dread dart is ever in my sight."

— Scott, John, of Amwell (1730-1783)

Date: 1782

"How Custom steels the human breast / To deeds that Nature's thoughts detest!"

— Scott, John, of Amwell (1730-1783)

Date: 1782

"A letter is the soul's portrait. It is not a cold image, with its stagnation, so remote from love; it lends itself to all our emotions; turn by turn it grows animated, it enjoys, it rests"

— Laclos, Pierre (-Ambrose-François) Choderlos de (1741-1803)

Date: 1782

"What Addison has said of the Ways of Heaven, may with much more propriety & accuracy be applied to the the 'Mind of Man which indeed, is Dark & Intricate, Filled with wild Mazes, & perplexed with Error.''"

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

Date: 1782

"The wise philosopher tells us, that the soul of man is rasa tabula, like a white sheet of paper, out of which it must be more than common art to erase the first impressions"

— Grose, John (bap. 1758, d. 1821)

Date: 1787

"Yet when he bawl'd for sense, he bawl'd, I wot, / For furniture the head had never got."

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)