Date: 1792

"Much hist'ry in those tell-tale orbs we read! / What though no bigger than a button hole, / Yet what a wondrous window to the soul!"

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1793

"For what is sleep, but temporary death; / Sealing up all the windows of the soul, / And binding ev'ry thought in torpid chains?"

— Robinson [Née Darby], Mary [Perdita] (1758-1800)

Date: 1794

"Five windows light the cavern'd Man"

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1794

Reason once fairer than the light [has now been] fould in Knowledges dark Prison house

— Blake, William (1757-1827)

Date: 1794

"PETER taketh a Survey of the Furniture of their Heads."

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)

Date: 1796

"John Bull, 'tis said, and 'tis most truly said, / Has evermore a windmill in his head: / Which still, as fashions, factions, fancies sway, / With every puff, is whiffled every way"

— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)

Date: 1796

"Still, still my soul in memory's inmost cell, / Where images most dear, most sacred dwell, / With willing gratitude retains, reveres, / Thy faithful service to my weakest years!"

— Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)