Date: 1731
"To Night he means, when Triumph's weary Noise / Is hush'd in Darkness, and my Mind, unbent, / Has room for mighty Pleasure, to surprize me; / To pour upon my unexpecting Soul / A Tide of Gladness."
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1731
"Cruelly kind, press inward, on my Heart; / But fright not Reason, cling not to my Thought, / Blot, blot Remembrance out, strike Home, at Life, / Pour, all at once, Oblivion on my Soul, / And quench me, into Quiet."
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Date: 1753
The "Sunshine of a northern Beauty is too feeble to thaw the icy Heart of a French Courtier"
preview | full record— Foote, Samuel (1720-1777)
Date: 1755
"If ever gentle Pity touch'd thy Heart, / Now let it melt!"
preview | full record— Brown, John (1715-1766)
Date: 1755
"Thou, superior to the Frowns / Of Fate, can'st pour thy Sunshine o'er the Soul, / And brighten Woe to Rapture!"
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Date: 1755
"But Tears of Joy: For I have seen ZAPHIRA, / And pour'd the Balm of Peace into her Breast"
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Date: 1775
Love and fear may dry up "soft springs of pity" in the heart and freeze them
preview | full record— Gray, Thomas (1716-1771)
Date: 1775
"But, O, my brother! if thou hast a heart / That is not steel'd with stoic apathy / Against the magic of all-conqu'ring love, / Beware of beauty's pow'r; for she has charms / Wou'd melt the frozen breast of hoary age, / Or draw the lonely hermit from his cell / To gaze upon her."
preview | full record— Francklin, Thomas (1721-1784)