Date: 1783
"Thus have we proved it never happens, / That ornament and outward trappings, / Can make on the heart the least impression, / Much less secure a fix'd possession."
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1783
"Learn hence, that husbands will be blind / To every beauty but the mind; / Great Venus there should hold her court; / should the Loves and Graces sport / There rapture beam'd in every feature, / Bound by that Cestus, called Good Nature."
preview | full record— Dibdin, Charles (bap. 1745, d. 1814)
Date: 1783
The senses may "sing and dance round Reason's fine-wrought throne"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1783
"O sheathe their hearts with triple steel, that they / May emulate their fathers' virtues"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1783
"He carries windows / In that enlarged breast of his, that all / May see what's done within"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1783
"The enemy fight in chains, invisible chains, but heavy; / Their minds are fetter'd; then how can they be free, / While, like the mounting flame, / We spring to battle o'er the floods of death?"
preview | full record— Blake, William (1757-1827)
Date: 1783
"While we listen to a discourse, or read a book, how often , in spite of all our care, does the fancy wander, and present thoughts quite different from those we have in view! "
preview | full record— Beattie, James (1735-1803)
Date: 1783
In reverie "we are conscious of something like mental relaxation; while one idea brings in another, which gives way to a third, and that in its turn is succeeded by others; the mind seeming all along to be passive, and to exert as little authority over its thoughts, as the eye does over the perso...
preview | full record— Beattie, James (1735-1803)
Date: 1783
"Superstition is one of the worst diseases of the soul."
preview | full record— Beattie, James (1735-1803)
Date: 1783
"Besides, when the senses have nothing to employ them, the mind is left (if I may so speak) a prey to its own thoughts; the Imagination becomes unmanageable; the nerves lose their wonted vigour"
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