Date: 1734
"Is then my heart to all the world beside / Softer than melting wax or summer snow, / But to myself harder than adamant?"
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1734
"I'm in a raging storm, / Where seas and skies are blended, while my soul / Like some light worthless chip of floating cork / Is tost from wave to wave."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: 1773
"Not all the storms that shake the pole / Can e'er disturb thy halcyon soul, / And smooth unaltered brow."
preview | full record— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)