Date: 1737 (also 1738, 1743, reprinted 1754)
"Here nymphs from hollow oaks relate / The dark decrees and will of fate, / And dreams beneath the spreading beach / Inspire, and docile fancy teach; / While, soft as breezy breath of wind, / Impulses rustle thro' the mind."
preview | full record— Green, Matthew (1696-1737)
Date: January 29, 1737
"Nay, the Light of Reason, which we so much boast of, what is it but a Dark-Lanthorn, which just serves to keep us from running our Nose against a Post, perhaps; but is no more able to lead us out of the dark Mists of Error and Ignorance, in which we are lost, than an Ignis fatuus would be to co...
preview | full record— Dodsley, Robert (1703-1764)
Date: 1739
"My GOD, what is a Human Heart? / Silver or Gold, or precious Stone; / Or Star, or Rainbow; or a Part / Of All, or all thy World in One?"
preview | full record— Wesley, John and Charles
Date: 1741 [1740]; continued in 1741
The "stormy Tumults" of a "disturbed Mind" may "be hush'd."
preview | full record— Richardson, Samuel (bap. 1689, d. 1761)
Date: 1741 [1740]; continued in 1741
We wonder at our mischief we have done in passion just as "After a Tempest, when the Winds are laid, /The calm Sea wonders at the Wrecks it made"
preview | full record— Richardson, Samuel (bap. 1689, d. 1761)
Date: 1741 [1740]; continued in 1741
"For, let me tell my sweet Girl, that, after having been long tost by the boisterous Winds of a more culpable Passion, I have now conquer'd it, and am not so much the Victim of your Love, all charming as you are, as of your Virtue."
preview | full record— Richardson, Samuel (bap. 1689, d. 1761)
Date: 1741 [1740]; continued in 1741
Mr. B's "Presence, like the Sun, has dissipated the Mists that hung upon my Mind"
preview | full record— Richardson, Samuel (bap. 1689, d. 1761)
Date: 1742
"Through chinks, styled organs, dim Life peeps at light; / Death bursts the' involving cloud, and all is day; / All eye, all ear, the disembodied power."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1742
"While o'er my limbs Sleep's soft dominion spread, / What though my soul fantastic measures trod / O'er fairy fields; or mourn'd along the gloom / Of pathless woods; or, down the craggy steep / Hurl'd headlong, swam with pain the mantled pool; / Or scaled the cliff; or danced on hollow winds, / W...
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
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."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)