Date: 1731

"By whose fair Pencil is each Image wrought / That teems to Birth, and glitters into Thought"?

— Travers, H. (f. 1730)

Date: 1731

Say "How Fancy ev'ry Shape puts on, / How kindling Sparks her Form compose, / And whence that ever shining Train / That Memory or Experience shows."

— Travers, H. (f. 1730)

Date: 1731

"And whence that ever shining Train / That Memory or Experience shows"?

— Travers, H. (f. 1730)

Date: 1731

"[C]onstant Flames the Lamp of Reason fill / To light the Judgment and direct the Will."

— Travers, H. (f. 1730)

Date: 1731, 1753

"Shines there a captain, form'd, for war's controul, / Born, with the seeds of conquest, in his soul?"

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731, 1753

"I feel her now--th' invader fires my breast; / And my soul swells, to suit the heavenly guest."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: 1731

"I've try'd all Arts my Passion to controul, / And still the giddy Tumult of my Soul; / But all in vain, no Charm has Strength to bind, / In lasting Chains, my wild disorder'd Mind."

— Thompson, Isaac (1703-1776)

Date: 1731

The soul may join "her great Original," "Like a Sun Beam that springs with vibrant Force, / And darts to meet its ever-glorious Source"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"Or here on Earth in diff'rent Bodies plac'd, / Still Acts new Scenes, forgetful of the past: / Till from her dull material Chain set free, / (The mortal Curtain drawn) she smiles to see, / The various Prospects of Immensity."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1731

"Here Arlington, thy mighty Mind disdains / Inferior Earth, and breaks its servile Chains, / Aloft on Contemplations Wings you rise, / Scorn all below and mingle with the Skies."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)