Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757
"These black weeds / Express the wonted colour of thy mind, / For ever dark and dismal."
preview | full record— Home, John (1722-1808)
Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757
"Time, that wears out the trace of deepest anguish, / As the sea smooths the prints made in the sand, / Has past o'er thee in vain."
preview | full record— Home, John (1722-1808)
Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757
"Angels and seraphs who delight in goodness! / Forsake your skies, and to her couch descend! / There from her fancy chace those dismal forms / That haunt her waking."
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Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757
"Men's minds are temper'd, like their swords, for war."
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Date: Performed Dec 1756, published 1757
"Within my bosom reigns another lord; / Honour, sole judge and umpire of itself."
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Date: 1759
"Seek not thus / To multiply the ills that hover round you; / Nor from the stores of busy fancy add / New shafts to fortune's quiver."
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Date: 1759
"Fatal day! / More fatal e'en than that, which first beheld / This race accurs'd within these palace walls, / Since hope, that balm of wretched minds, is now / Irrevocably lost."
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Date: 1759
"Mark well my words--discolour not thy soul / With the black hue of crimes like his."
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Date: 1759
"The moral duties of the private man / Are grafted in thy soul."
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Date: 1761
"Why must I only answer thee with sighs? / What is it hangs thus heavy on my heart, / And weighs it down, when it should spring with joy? / Alas! 'tis conscience; 'tis the pride of honour; / 'Tis the severe condition of my fate, / Which makes it ruin to be lov'd by Tullia, / And warns me to suppr...
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