Date: 1759

"By heaven that thought / lifts up my kindling soul / With renovated fire."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"These midnight visions shake my inmost soul."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"Oh! this dire whirl of thought--my brain's on fire."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"The moral duties of the private man / Are grafted in thy soul."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1759

"My soul with pleasure takes her flight, that thus / Faithful in death, I leave these cold remains / Near thy dear honour'd clay."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1760

"Attend all ye Fair, and I'll tell ye the Art / To bind every Fancy with ease in your Chains, / To hold in soft Fetters the conjugal Heart, / And banish from Hymen his Doubts and his Pains."

— Murphy, Arthur (1727-1805)

Date: 1761

"Inspiration pure impart, / Nerve her Arms and steel her Heart."

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

Date: 1761

"Give me this Fury to asswage / One Drop, from some yet moist'ned Bowl / To cool the Fever in my Soul!"

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

Date: 1761

"Wake my Harp! to melting Measures, / Pour thy softest, sweetest Treasures, / Such as lift the Thoughts on high; / 'Till the rapt Soul, Earth forsaking, / Heaven-ward it's Flight is taking, / On the Wings of Harmony."

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

Date: 1761

"Our General amidst the Noise of War, / Has a Soul tun'd to all the softer Passions."

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