Date: 1762

"'Till then [death], the Muse essays the tuneful Art, / To fix her moral Lesson on thy Heart, / Illume thy Soul with Virtue's brightest Flame, / And point it to that Heav'n from whence it came."

— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)

Date: 1764

"Dead Letters, thus with Living Notions fraught, / Prove to the Soul the Telescopes of Thought"

— Grierson [née Crawley], Constantia (1704/5-1732)

Date: 1766

"Ev'n this my friend, its well known image here / Remains engraven by the hand of love: / My beating heart confirms it for the same."

— Williams, Anna (1708-1783)

Date: 1766

"These are the marks which heav'n itself design'd, / The sterling standards of the human mind"

— Jemmat [née Yeo], Catherine (bap. 1714, d. 1766?)

Date: 1766

"Now Brag the beaut'ous sex controuls, / And is the window to their souls."

— Jemmat [née Yeo], Catherine (bap. 1714, d. 1766?)

Date: 1766

"For Brag [a card game] most wisely was design'd, / To shew each pimple of the mind, / The faithful mirror of the heart, / Each lurking foible to impart."

— Jemmat [née Yeo], Catherine (bap. 1714, d. 1766?)

Date: 1766

"Here Death his melancholy pomp displays, / And all his terrors strike on Fancy's eye: / To Fancy's ear each hollow gale conveys, / In chilling sounds, the last expiring sigh."

— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)

Date: 1766

"Mute is each Syren Passion's faithless song / Check'd and suspended by the solemn scene: / Mute the wild clamours of the giddy throng, / And only heard the "still small voice" within."

— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)

Date: 1766

"Till now detain'd / In cruel bonds, his thoughts alone were free, / And these have never stray'd from his Constantia."

— Williams, Anna (1708-1783)

Date: 1770

While emulation in each bosom glow'd; / Thou didst, in strains of eloquence refin'd, / Inflame the soul, and captivate the mind.

— Wheatley, Phillis (c.1753–1784)