Date: 1777
"The minds of the negroes are contracted; because slavery destroys all the springs of the soul."
preview | full record— Raynal, Guillaume Thomas (1713-1796)
Date: 1778
"So steht unser Körper zwischen Seele und der übrigen Welt in der Mitte, Spiegel der Wirkungen von beiden. [Thus our body stands between soul and ambient world, in the middle, mirror of the effect of both.]"
preview | full record— Lichtenberg, Georg Christoph (1742-1799)
Date: 1767, 1778
"To human frames these structures seem akin, / With aspect fair, while reason rules within."
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1767, 1778
"To human frames these structures seem akin, / With aspect fair, while reason rules within."
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1767, 1778
"Envy in courts and cottages will dwell, / Nay climb to heaven itself, tho' born in hell: / In every living bosom lurks this pest, / But reigns unrival'd in the human breast; / On reason's throne usurps a thorny part, / And plants a thousand daggers in the heart."
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1767, 1778
"Victorious in thy march, triumphant move, / Arm'd by each grace, each virtue, and each love; / These inmates firm, these bright, these strong allies, / Reign in thy soul, and conquer in thy eyes."
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1767, 1778
A "sacred legacy with time shall last" and "On thankful hearts engrav'd, what thou hast done"
preview | full record— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)
Date: 1778
" In thee, by art, the demon stands confest, / But nature on thy soul has stamped the god."
preview | full record— Chatterton, Thomas (1752-1770)
Date: 1778
"I must first see what state my troops are in.--Go you, Drill, and bring 'em before us--here they come! here they come--come on my hearts of gold"
preview | full record— Pilon, Frederick (1750-1788)
Date: 1778
"Our sense of right and wrong, proves that we are immortal--for we cannot suppose that the Almighty would have wantonly tortured us with stings of conscience, any more than he has, the beasts of the field, if we, like them, were to perish"
preview | full record— Caulfield (fl. 1778)