Date: 1693
"Reason you plead, if you it seems t'acquit, / But if condemn'd, its Vote you won't admit. / But still, if private Reason you pretend / Must be the Judge, Disputes will never end."
preview | full record— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)
Date: 1693
"[I]'th' ductile Wax he'd stampt his mind / The Name his Mother gave, surpriz'd we find."
preview | full record— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)
Date: 1693
"Base vulgar drossie minds, with more alloy / Then is that captive wealth they might enjoy; / Which Thieves may steal, which Rust or Fire destroy;"
preview | full record— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)
Date: 1693
"As you would Guard my Everlasting Peace, / Remember all those Charms that Seal'd my Heart"
preview | full record— Powell, George (166?-1714)
Date: 1693
"An impression made on Bees-wax or Lead will not last so long as on Brass or Steel. Indeed, if it be renew'd often, it may last the longer; but every new reflecting on it is a new impression, and 'tis from thence one is to reckon, if one would know how long the Mind reteins it"
preview | full record— Locke, John (1632-1704)
Date: 1693
"But the learning Pages of Latin by heart, no more fits the Memory for Retention of any thing else, than the graving of one Sentence in Lead makes it the more capable of retaining firmly any other Characters. "
preview | full record— Locke, John (1632-1704)
Date: 1693
Locke's book is "designed for a Gentleman's Son, who being then very little, I considered only as white Paper, or Wax, to be moulded and fashioned as one pleases."
preview | full record— Locke, John (1632-1704)
Date: 1693
"Receive thy sight! / 'Tis said, 'tis done, a thick and churlish skin / Which stop'd the windows of his Soul within, / Flew off."
preview | full record— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)
Date: 1693
"Not far remov'd before, but a new Fear, / And crowding anxious Thoughts surpriz'd 'em here."
preview | full record— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)
Date: 1780?
"Lust is the unbridled Horse of the Soul that has thrown its Rider."
preview | full record— Walpole, Horatio [Horace], fourth earl of Orford (1717-1797)