Date: 1736, 1803
Truth has "a window in her naked breast"
preview | full record— Cambridge, Richard Owen (1717-1802)
Date: May 6, 1736
"To express this to us by Similitudes both just and beautiful; some Philosophers compare an human Soul to an empty Cabinet, of inexpressible Value for the Matter and Workmanship: and particularly, for the wonderful Contrivance of it, as having all imaginable Conveniencies within, for treasuring u...
preview | full record— Denne, John (1693-1767)
Date: 1736
"Then, Madam, reply'd Broscomin, sullenly, I shall waste no farther Time in attacking so impregnable a Fortress: this unconquerable Mind shall be left to its own liberty; and I must content myself with the means which more indulgent Heaven has given me of becoming Master of your more defenceless ...
preview | full record— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)
Date: 1736
"In her own Breast she seeks a calm Repose, / And shuns the crowded Rooms of Belles and Beaux"
preview | full record— Duck, Stephen (1705-1756)
Date: 1737
"Souls for ever live: / But often their old Habitations leave, / To dwell in new; which them, as Guests, receive."
preview | full record— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)
Date: 1737
"Yet when my trembling Soul's dislodg'd, wou'd be / No Room of State within the Grave for me."
preview | full record— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)
Date: 1737
"The old project of a window in the bosom, to render the Soul of man visible, is what every honest friend has manifold reason to wish for; yet even that would not do in our case, while you are so far separated from me, and so long."
preview | full record— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)
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: 1739
"O come, and consecrate my Breast: / The Temple of my Soul prepare, / And six thy Sacred Presence there!"
preview | full record— Wesley, John and Charles
Date: 1739
"Long my imprison'd spirit lay, / Fast bound in sin and nature's night: / Thine eye diffused a quickening ray; / I woke; the dungeon flamed with light; / My chains fell off, my heart was free, / I rose, went forth, and follow'd Thee."
preview | full record— Wesley, John and Charles