page 8 of 14     per page:
sorted by:

Date: 1742

"Full on ourselves descending in a line, / Pleasure's bright beam is feeble in delight: / Delight intense is taken by rebound; / Reverberated pleasures fire the breast."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1742

"Beware the counterfeit: in Passion's flame / Hearts melt; but melt like ice, soon harder froze."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1742

"A soul immortal, spending all her fires, / Wasting her strength in strenuous idleness, / Thrown into tumult, raptured, or alarm'd, / At aught this scene can threaten, or indulge, / Resembles ocean into tempest wrought, / To waft a feather, or to drown a fly."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1742

"AN Inward Baptism of Fire / Wherewith to be baptiz'd I have; / 'Tis all my longing Soul's Desire, / This, only This my soul can save."

— Wesley, John and Charles

preview | full record

Date: 1743

"With pleased attention midst his scenes we find / Each glowing thought that warms the female mind"

— Collins, William (1721-1759)

preview | full record

Date: 1743

"Bound, every heart! and every bosom, burn!"

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1743

"He, the great Father, kindled at one flame / The world of rationals; one spirit pour'd / From Spirit's awful fountain; pour'd Himself / Through all their souls; but not in equal stream."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1743

"'Reason bids, / All-sacred Reason.'---Hold her sacred still; / Nor shalt thou want a rival in thy flame."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1743

"Think'st thou, Lorenzo , to find pastimes here? / No guilty passion blown into a flame, / No foible flatter'd, dignity disgraced, / No fairy field of fiction, all on flower, / No rainbow colours here, or silken tale."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

Date: 1744

"When souls take fire / At high presumptions of their own desert, / One age is poor applause; the mighty shout, / The thunder by the living few begun, / Late time must echo; worlds unborn, resound."

— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)

preview | full record

The Mind is a Metaphor is authored by Brad Pasanek, Assistant Professor of English, University of Virginia.