Date: 1758, 1781

"'Tis with our Minds, as with our Bodies, none / In Essence differ, yet each knows his own."

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"This Truth once stated, and the Soul, 'tis plain, Much on the filmy Texture of the Brain, / Much on Formations that escape our Eyes, / On nice Connections, and Coherencies, / And on corporeal Organs must depend, / For her own Function's Exercise, and End"

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"Hence then the Cause of all Defects is seen, / one wrong Movement spoils the whole Machine."

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"'Tis hence the sev'ral Passions take their Rise, / The Seeds of Virtue, and the Roots of Vice; / Hence Notes peculiar or to Young, or Old, / Phlegmatic, sanguine, amorous, or cold!"

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"Alas! All Souls are subject to like Fate, / All sympathizing with the Body's State; / Let the fierce Fever burn thro' ev'ry Vein, / And drive the madding Fury to the Brain, / Nought can the Fervour of his Frenzy cool, / But Aristotle's self's a Parish Fool!"

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: 1758, 1781

"Nay in Proportion lighter Ails controul / The mental Virtue, and infect the Soul."

— Hawkins, William (1721-1801)

Date: October 13, 1759

"My heart, a victim to thine eyes, / Should I at once deliver, / Say, would the angry fair one prize / The gift, who slights the giver?"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: October, 1759

"Of beasts, it is confessed, the ape / Comes nearest us in human shape; / Like man he imitates each fashion, / And malice is his ruling passion; / But both in malice and grimaces / A courtier any ape surpasses"

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1759

"Then wilt Thou [God] in the saints reside, / And make their hearts Thy throne."

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1759

"Our suffering souls like gold refine, / And whiten us in blood Divine."

— Wesley, John and Charles