Date: 1727
"They imagin'd that the Soul was not only separated by Death from the Body, but that there was a Separation of the Understanding from its Case or Vehicle, as they call'd it; so that the Soul, which was but the Image and Form of the Body, might be in Hell; the Body it self burnt to Ashes remain'd ...
preview | full record— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)
Date: 1729
"Like a frail bark thy weaken'd mind is tost, / Unsteer'd, unbalanc'd, till its wealth is lost."
preview | full record— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)
Date: 1730
"Fancy, fair Mistress of the Poet's Mind, / For ever changing, yet, for ever kind; / Soft, o'er his Dreams, her formful Radiance shed, / And his rapt Soul thro' Heaven's thin Purlieus led; / Seated beside the Star-invading Dame, / Whose Steeds, Wind-footed, paw'd the lambent Flame, / High, as a W...
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1730
"Down from her Chariot light-wing'd Fancy flew, / And o'er him, loose, her Starry Mantle threw."
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1731
"And therefore it [the soul] is not present with it only as a Mariner with a Ship, that is, meerly Locally, or knowingly and unpassionately present, they still continuing two distinct Things; but it is vitally united to it, and passionately present with it. And therefore when the Body is hurt, th...
preview | full record— Cudworth, Ralph (1617-1688)
Date: 1731
"The Phantasm being as it were the Crasser Indument, or Corporeal Vehicle of the Intelligible Idea of the Mind."
preview | full record— Cudworth, Ralph (1617-1688)
Date: 1738
A person may be called the same person by "a continual Superaddition of the like Consciousness ... Just as a Ship is called the same Ship, after the whole Substance is changed by frequent Repairs; or a River is called the same River, though the Water of it be every Day new."
preview | full record— Clarke, Samuel (1675-1729)
Date: 1739
"Grace we implore; when Billows roll, / Grace is the Anchor of the Soul."
preview | full record— Wesley, John and Charles
Date: 1742
"I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams / Tumultuous; where my wreck'd desponding thought, / From wave to wave of fancied misery, / At random drove, her helm of reason lost."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)
Date: 1742
"But their hearts wounded, like the wounded air, / Soon close; where pass'd the shaft, no trace is found. / As from the wing no scar the sky retains, / The parted wave no furrow from the keel, / So dies in human hearts the thought of death."
preview | full record— Young, Edward (bap. 1683, d. 1765)