Date: 1753

Man stole the "Mimic Arts at first from Heav'n ... To fill the fairest Mansions of the Soul"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1753

Locke's "guiding Hand th'ideal Blank explores, / And opens wide the Senses' various Doors, / Thro' which the thronging Thoughts their Passage find, / In social Tribes, and stock the peopled Mind."

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1753

"With regard to Vulcan's Man, he said he ought to have made a Window in his Breast, Hesiod makes Momus the Son of Somnus and Nox."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1754

"O, come; indignant, drive out, far beyond/ The utmost Precincts of the human Breast, / Beyond the Springs of Hope, the Cells of Joy, / And ev'ry Mansion where a Virtue lives; / O drive far off, for ever drive that Bane, / That hideous Pest, engender'd deep in Hell, / Where Stygian Glooms condens...

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1754

"Come Courage, foremost in the manly Train; / Come all; and in the honest Heart abide, / Your native Residence, your Fortress still, / From real or from fancy'd Evils free"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1754

"Ah! see, how Fear, / How Dread, distort the Face, and fix the Eye, / The pallid Eye, that Window of the Soul"

— Jones, Henry (1721-1770)

Date: 1756

"Oh, God of Sleep! arise, and spread / Thy healing vapours round my head; / To thy friendly mansions take, / My soul that burns, / Till he returns, / For whom alone I wish to wake."

— Bickerstaff, Isaac (b. 1733, d. after 1808)

Date: 1759

"Oh! thou art ever faithful--on thy lips / Sits pensive silence, with her hallow'd finger / Guarding the pure recesses of thy mind."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1760-7

"[I]n the planet Mercury (belike) it may be so, if not better still for [the biographer];--for there the intense heat of the country, which is proved by computators, from its vicinity to the sun, to be more than equal to that of red hot iron,--must, I think, long ago have vitrified the bodies of ...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1760-7

The gifts and endowments of wit and judgment may "be poured down warm as each of us could bear it,--scum and sediment an' all; (for I would not have a drop lost) into these veral receptacles, cells, cellules, domiciles, dormitories, refectories, and spare places of our brains,--in such sort, that...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)