Date: 1707
"Lost in Labyrinths of Love, / My Breast with hoarded Vengeance burns, / While Fear and Rage / With Hope engage, / And rule my wav'ring Soul by turns."
preview | full record— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)
Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Hell trembles at the Sight, and hides its Head / In utmost Darkness, while on Earth each Heart, / Like mine, is fill'd with Peace and Joy unutterable."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: November 25, 1707; 1708
"Find out, my Soul, in thy rich Store of Thought, / Somewhat more Great, more Worthy of thy self; / Or let the mimick Fancy shew its Art, / And paint some pleasing Image to delight me."
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Date: 1713
"My Memory is pretty well stocked with Terms of Art, and I can talk unintelligibly."
preview | full record— Gay, John (1685-1732)
Date: 1713
"But oh! my Friends, your Safety fills my Heart / With anxious Thoughts: A thousand secret Terrors, / Rise in my Soul."
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Date: 1713
"My Memory is pretty well stocked with Terms of Art, and I can talk unintelligibly."
preview | full record— Gay, John (1685-1732)