Date: 1765

"Such objects, by thy gloom inspiring caught, / No more rush boundless on her crouded thought."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Why sent below, a moment or an age, / To act his part on life's oft-trodden stage; / The appetites and passions in his train, / With dignity the drama to sustain"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"For (strange) his soul's materializ'd to gold..... Thus we the stale philosophy renew, / That souls are mortal, and material too"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Reason ne'er weighs the beauties of the mind, / If but the sordid balance sinks with gold!"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Yet, though the hardy, unreflecting heart / Glows in the chace, as flints are fir'd by steel ... That breast's not human which can never feel."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Mere Affectation vainly would assert / A steady, lasting empire o'er the heart"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"Where is the heart, to grateful feelings sear'd, / The breast, against each soft sensation steel'd, / Hard as the tyger's, in wild deserts rear'd"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

Displays may be "Pregnant, beyond the nicest human search, / Where thought can pierce, or telescope can see"

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765

"When Reason, on her dictatorial throne, / Argues and pleads, with undecisive tone; / Thy rhetoric of sound, beyond her aid, / Thy lyre-breath'd strains of language can persuade."

— Stevenson, William (1730-1783)

Date: 1765, 1770

"Till mighty conscience, whose prevailing call / Opes the dread volume of her laws to all."

— Wodhull, Michael (1740-1816)