Date: 1790

"Our minds, when young, are like tinder--they will catch any spark, whether emitted by Virtue or by Vice; and it is to be lamented, that the latter emits them more than the former."

— Trusler, John (1735-1820)

Date: 1791

"This is that incense of the heart / Whose fragrance smells to heaven."

— Cotton, Nathaniel, the elder (1705-1788)

Date: 1789, 1791, 1799

"When Air's pure essence joins the vital flood, / And with phosphoric Acid dyes the blood, / Your Virgin trains the transient Heat dispart, / And lead the soft combustion round the heart; / Life's holy lamp with fires successive feed"

— Darwin, Erasmus (1731-1802)

Date: 1793

"Law may be supposed to have been constructed in the tranquil serenity of the soul, a suitable monitor to check the inflamed mind with which the recent memory of ills might induce us to proceed to the exercise of coercion"

— Godwin, William (1756-1836)

Date: 1793

"Perish the masses for a burning soul, / That never yet extinguish'd half a coal!"

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1793

"Their mind is not always prepared to pour forth its burning ideas; it is kindled by the flame which it strikes from the collision of the works of great writers."

— Disraeli, Isaac (1766-1848)

Date: 1796

"Away with friendship! 'tis a cold unfeeling word: my bosom burns with love, with unutterable love, and love must be its return."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"I have not yet forgot the pains / I felt, while bound in Julia's chains: / The ardent flames with which my bosom burned; / The nights I passed deprived of rest; / The jealous pangs which racked my breast; / My disappointed hopes, and passion unreturned."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"His bosom glows with amorous fire."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Since he had obtained her favours, he was become dearer to her than ever, and she felt grateful to him for the pleasures in which they had equally been sharers. Unfortunately as her passion grew ardent, Ambrosio's grew cold; the very marks of her fondness excited his disgust, and its excess serv...

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)