Date: 1759

"Ah! never at immodest Plays appear; / A wanton Farce, and a lascivious Play, / The Seeds of Vice insensibly convey; / There Virgin Innocence is first betray'd / By bad Impressions, on the Fancy made."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"No further can the Reach of human Mind / Extend, like Ocean, to its Bounds confin'd."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Romance is, to the Mind, a noxious Feast, / Prepar'd by Art, to please a vicious Taste."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Soul, without Body, its swift Flight can steer, / Beyond the Planets, to the starry Sphere; / O, with what Rapture, will she soar above, / And rais'd on Wings of Contemplation rove!"

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Fair Pupil, shake off Soul-depressing Vice, / That wing'd with Faith, your Soul may upward rise / Fly from alluring Snares of guileful Joy, / Let Reason's pure Delights your Mind employ."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Minds slothful, like uncultivated Earth, / To Weeds of Vice, and Folly, give a Birth; / Silver, and Gold, for Want of proper Use, / Their Splendor lose, and cancrous Rust produce; / Streams owe their Purity, to active Speed, / If Waters stagnate, they Corruption breed."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Dissembling Love his Temper may conceal, / But Wedlock will his hidden Soul unvail; / So distant Ships, at Sea, wear false Disguise, / But show true Colors, when they seize a Prize."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Mark well the Passion, that most rules his Heart, / By courting that, you may rule him with Art; / You may his ruling Passion govern so, / 'Twill be your constant Friend, instead of Foe."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)

Date: 1759

"Your Mate will quit this Honour-blasting Vice, / If he would be reputed good, and wise; / Reason, her Throne usurp'd, again will claim, / And Lust of Gaming yield to Love of Fame."

— Marriott, Thomas (d. 1766)