Date: 1762

"Thy griefs pent up, have prey'd upon thy heart."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"The unbridled Athamand, his sister's son, / In firm alliance with a noble princess, / Whom Persia's court had destin'd to his love, / (His tyrant passions brooking no controul,) / Demanded Zobeide as despotic master."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"A Scythian's heart is steel'd 'gainst panic terrors."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"Gods, steel my injur'd heart!"

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"Had the proud exile read my heart, / He then must have appeas'd the woes I suffer'd, / He then had pardon'd, and thou might'st have sooth'd me."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"Avarice has canker'd their imprison'd minds, / And lust of gold has blinded them to justice."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)

Date: 1762

"Shall kings controul th' eternal rights of nature? / The free-born mind is royal of itself, / Nor asks vain glosses from exterior grandeur."

— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)