Date: 1755

"Now Night her highest Noon ascends, / And o'er the Globe her Shades extends: / While all her shining Lamps of Light, / The Soul to solemn Thought invite."

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1755

"But, must the Soul, uncloth'd and cold, / Appear, her Maker to behold? / Or shall the gaping Grave restore, / The Robe of Flesh which once she wore?"

— Tollet, Elizabeth (1694-1754)

Date: 1755

"The brain contains ten thousand cells, / In each some active fancy dwells."

— Prior [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]

Date: 1755

Mine eyes he clos'd, but open left the cell, / Of fancy, my internal sight.

— Milton [from Johnson's Dictionary of the English Language]

Date: 1755

"[...] a Storehouse, as it were, with Bags, Shelves, and Drawers, to lodge Ideas in, and, at the same Time, to compare these Impressions, such as a Seal makes upon Wax, (when Impressions are worn out, how are they to be renewed without a fresh Application of the Seal?) Footsteps, Traces, &c. and ...

— Richardson, J. of Newent (fl. 1755)

Date: 1755

"Now if the human understanding be, essentially and originally, a tabula rasa, susceptible of impression from the occurrence of every casual object, then the ideas it receives thereby will be the fountain, and, as it were, the materials of all its future proficiencies; and the number and e...

— Sharp, William, Vicar of Long Burton

Date: 1755

"By consequence, the several stages of its future perfection and advancement will fundamentally arise from the treasury it retains of all its primitive ideas."

— Sharp, William, Vicar of Long Burton

Date: 1755, 1773

"All the empire I had wanted / Then had been my shepherd's heart."

— Shenstone, William (1714-1763)

Date: w. 1737-1742, published 1755, 1764, 1773

"And the more I with study my fancy refin'd, / The deeper impression she made on my mind."

— Shenstone, William (1714-1763)

Date: 1755

"For if Irritability subsists in parts separate from the body, and not subject to the command of the soul, if it resides every where in the muscular fibres, and is independent of the nerves, which are the satellites of the soul, it is evident, that it has nothing in common with the soul,...

— Von Haller, Albrecht (1708-1777)