Date: 1700, 1717
"This Helenus to great AEneas told, / Which I retain, e'er since in other Mould: / My Soul was cloath'd; and now rejoice to view / My Country Walls rebuilt, and Troy reviv'd anew, / Rais'd by the fall: Decreed by Loss to Gain; / Enslav'd but to be free, and conquer'd but to reign."
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Date: 1703, 1718
Fancy may "fickle reign in Reason's Seat, / And Thy wild Empire, Anarchy, uphold"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1705
"It did the curious Instruments confound, / And all the winding Labarynths of Sound, / The charming Musick-Rooms, that entertain / The Soul high seated in her Throne the Brain."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1705
A monarch may make "all her Subjects" "Friends to her Empire and "in their Hearts" lay "its deep Foundations"
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1711
"These active Liquors, which Admission find / Thro' the strait Paths, and leave the coarse behind, / Swift to the inmost Rooms their Passage beat, / And crowd around the Soul's Imperial Seat."
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1712
"Can the dissecting Steel the Brain display, / And the august Apartment open lay, / Where this great Queen still chuses to reside / In Intellectual Pomp, and bright Ideal Pride? / Or can the Eye assisted by the Glass / Discern the strait, but hospitable Place, / In which ten thousand Images remai...
preview | full record— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)
Date: 1717, 1736
"Like Eastern Kings a lazy state they keep, / And close confin'd in their own palace sleep."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
Date: 1734
"If I but close my eyes, strange images / In thousand forms and thousand colours rise, / Stars, rainbows, moons, green dragons, bears and ghosts, / An endless medley rush upon the stage, / And dance and riot wild in reason's court / Above control."
preview | full record— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)
Date: October, 1739
"Bid Fancy quit her fairy cell, / In all her colours drest / While prompt her sallies to control, / Reason, the judge, recalls the soul / To Truth's severest test."
preview | full record— Akenside, Mark (1720-1771)
Date: 1741
"'I've a friend,' answers Mind, 'who, though slow, is yet sure, / And will rid me at last of your insolent power: / Will knock down your walls, the whole fabric demolish, / And at once your strong holds and my slavery abolish: / And while in your dust your dull ruins decay, / I'll snap off my cha...
preview | full record— Carter, Elizabeth (1717-1806)