Date: 1762-3
"Men of sound parts, who, deeply read, / O'erload the storehouse of the head / With furniture they ne'er can use"
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1762-3
"With these grave fops, whose system seems / To give up certainty for dreams / The eye of man is understood / As for no other purpose good / Than as a door, through which, of course, / Their passage crowding objects force; / A downright usher, to admit / New-comers to the court of Wit."
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1762
"Thy griefs pent up, have prey'd upon thy heart."
preview | full record— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)
Date: 1762
"Avarice has canker'd their imprison'd minds, / And lust of gold has blinded them to justice."
preview | full record— Cradock, Joseph (1742-1826)
Date: 1763
"Try, thou State-Juggler, ev'ry paltry art, / Ransack the inmost closet of my heart / Swear Thou'rt my Friend; by that base oath make way / Into my breast, and flatter to betray."
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1763 (repr. 1776); 1794 (repr. 1799)
"That perhaps this may be a state of imprisonment to the soul, as many of the philosophers thought; and that when it is set at liberty from the body, it may obtain new and noble ways of perception and action, to us at present unknown."
preview | full record— Doddridge, Philip (1702-1751)
Date: 1764
"Have I well weigh'd the great, the noble part / I'm now to play? have I explored my heart, / That labyrinth of fraud, that deep, dark cell, / Where, unsuspected, e'en by me, may dwell / Ten thousand follies?"
preview | full record— Churchill, Charles (1731-1764)
Date: 1764, 1773
"Restore thy dear idea to my breast, / The rich deposit shall the shrine secure."
preview | full record— Shenstone, William (1714-1763)
Date: 1764, 1773
"Heav'n search my soul, and if thro' all its cells / Lurk the pernicious drop of pois'nous guile; / Full on my fenceless head its phial'd wrath / May fate exhaust"
preview | full record— Shenstone, William (1714-1763)
Date: 1764
"I suppose, Gentlemen, my memory, or mind, to be a chest of drawers, a kind of bureau; where, in separate cellules, my different knowlege on different subjects is stor'd."
preview | full record— Foote, Samuel (1720-1777)