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Date: 1773, 1810
"Hail, mild Philosophy! the province thine, / To chase the spectres of the dark Divine! / Not to fix errour, but with reason's art, / To root the stiff old-woman from the heart."
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1773, 1810
"Fancy no longer strews her glowing flowers, / But sad ideas crowd the dreary hours."
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1773, 1810
"In my mind's eye with joy the heights I see; / For Middlesex! my soul exults in thee!"
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1773, 1810
"The bard enjoys ethereal bliss to-day; / Bright are his thoughts, and vigorous is his lay: / To-morrow brings a melancholy scene; / Relaxed, untuned is all the fine machine;"
preview | full record— Stockdale, Percival (1736-1811)
Date: 1773, 1806
"Truth's unclouded ray" may strike the soul and melt Suspicion away
preview | full record— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)
Date: 1773
Materialist philosophers describe "scoring Traces on the Paper Soul, / Blank, shaven white, they fill th' unfurnish'd Pate / With new Idéas, none of them innate."
preview | full record— Byrom, John (1692-1763)
Date: 1773
"Strong Passions draw, like Horses that are strong, / The Body-Coach of Flesh and Blood along; / While subtle Reason, with each Rein in Hand, / Sits on the Box, and has them at Command; / Rais'd up aloft, to see and to be seen, / Judges the Track, and guides the gay Machine."
preview | full record— Byrom, John (1692-1763)
Date: 1773
"But was it made for nothing else beside / Passions to draw, and Reason to be Guide? / Was so much Art employ'd to drag and drive / Nothing within the Vehicle alive? / No seated Mind that claims the moving Pew, / Master of Passions, and of Reason too?"
preview | full record— Byrom, John (1692-1763)
Date: 1773
"The grand Contrivance why so well equip / With strength of Passions, rul'd by Reason's Whip?"
preview | full record— Byrom, John (1692-1763)
Date: 1773
"They who are loud in human Reason's Praise, / And celebrate the Drivers of our Days, / Seem to suppose, by their continual Bawl, / That Passions, Reason, and Machine, is all / To them the Windows are drawn up, and clear / Nothing that does not outwardly appear."
preview | full record— Byrom, John (1692-1763)
