"A wond'rous boy shall Rinda bear, Who ne'er shall comb his raven hair..." (Design 83)
"Headlong, from the mountain's height, Deep in the roaring tide he plung'd to endless night." (Design 65)
"Brush'd by the hand of rough Mischance, Or chill'd by Age..." (Design 5)
"To him the mighty mother did unveil Her awful face..." (Design 49)
"Nor fear the rocks, nor seek the shore..." (Design 101)
"Malignant Fate sat by, and smil'd, The slipp'ry verge her feet beguil'd..." (Design 11)
"Iron sleet of arrowy shower Hurtles in the darkened air..." (Design 71)
Man raakt vanaf een wolk een bol aan
"Ambition this shall tempt to rise, The whirl the wretch from high..." (Design 19)
'His hand the good man fastens on the skies' (Page 86)
'Disease invades the chastest temperence' (Page 10)
'The thunder if in that the Almighty dwells' (Page 80)
'His hand the good man fastens on the skies' (Page 86)
Twee mannen
'Angels should paint it, angels ever there' (Page 40)
'Where sense runs savage broke from reason's chain' (Page 46)
'What, though my soul fantastick measures trod' (Page 4)
'Its favours here are trials, not rewards' (Page 12)
"Where ignorance is bliss, 'Tis folly to be wise." (Design 21)
Liggende man omringd door drie vliegende figuren
"Leaning from her golden cloud, The venerable Marg'ret see!..." (Design 99)
'The longest night though longer far, would fail' (Page 15)
'Angels should paint it, angels ever there' (Page 40)
"To chase the rolling circle's speed..." (Design 17)
