Authors:

Mark Akenside Quotes

SCIENCE! thou fair effusive ray From the great source of mental Day, Free, generous, and refin'd! Descend with all thy treasures fraught, Illumine each bewilder'd thought, And bless my labour'g mind.

SCIENCE! thou fair effusive ray From the great source of mental Day, Free, generous, and refin'd! Descend with all thy treasures fraught, Illumine each bewilder'd thought, And bless my labour'g mind.

Mark Akenside
Science, Mind, Rays
Mark Akenside, “Hymn To Science”

Truth and Good are one; and Beauty dwells in them, and they in her.

Mark Akenside
Truth
Mark Akenside, John Dyer (1855). “The Poetical Works of Mark Akenside and John Dyer Edited by the Rev. Robert Aris Willmott”, p.15

Different minds incline to different objects; one pursues the vast alone, the wonderful, the wild; another sighs for harmony and grace, and gentlest beauty.

Mark Akenside
Grace, Mind, Different
Mark Akenside (1744). “The Pleasures of Imagination: A Poem in Three Books”, p.136

Nor ever yet the melting rainbow's vernal-tinctur'd hues to me have shone so pleasing, as when first the hand of science pointed out the path in which the sun-beams gleaming from the west fall on the watery cloud.

Mark Akenside
Fall, Clouds, Hands
'The Pleasures of Imagination' (1744) bk. 2, l. 103

Thou silent power, whose welcome sway charms every anxious thought away; in whose divine oblivion drown'd, sore pain and weary toil grow mild, love is with kinder looks beguiled, and Grief forgets her fondly cherish'd wound; oh, whither hast thou flown, indulgent god? God of kind shadows and of healing dews, whom dost thou touch with thy Lethaean rod? Around whose temples now thy opiate airs diffuse?

Mark Akenside
Pain, Grief, Healing
Mark Akenside (2012). “Poetical Works of Akenside”, p.285, tredition

The immortal mind, superior to his fate, amid the outrage of external things, firm as the solid base of this great world, rests on his own foundation. Blow, ye winds! Ye waves! ye thunders! roll your tempests on! Shake, ye old pillars of the marble sky! Till at its orbs and all its worlds of fire be loosen'd from their seats; yet still serene, the unconquer'd mind looks down upon the wreck; and ever stronger as the storms advance, firm through the closing ruin holds is way, when nature calls him to the destin'd goal.

Mark Akenside
Fate, Blow, Fire
Mark Akenside, “The Pleasures Of Imagination: Book The Second”

Away! Away! Tempt me no more insidious love.

Mark Akenside
Insidious
Mark Akenside (1779). “The works in verse of Mark Akenside M.D.”, p.289

The man forget not, though in rags he lies, And know the mortal through a crown's disguise.

Mark Akenside
Lying, Men, Rags
Mark Akenside (1808). “The Poetical Works of Mark Akenside ...: Collated with the Best Editions”

This was Shakespeare's form ; Who walk'd in every path of human life, Felt every passion ; and to all mankind Doth now, will ever, that experience yield Which his own genius only could acquire.

Mark Akenside
Passion, Yield, Genius
Mark Akenside, Mrs. Barbauld (Anna Letitia) (1808). “The Works of Mark Akenside, M.D.: In Verse and Prose : with His Life, a Fac Simile of His Hand-writing, and an Essay on the First Poem”

Such and so various are the tastes of men.

Mark Akenside
Men, Taste, Various
Mark Akenside (1866). “The Poetical Works of Mark Akenside. With the life of the author ... Embellished with superb engravings including a portrait”, p.62

Hence when lightning fires the arch of heaven, and thunders rock the ground, when furious whirlwinds rend the howling air, and ocean, groaning from his lowest bed, heaves his tempestuous billows to the sky; amid the mighty uproar, while below the nations tremble, Shakespeare looks abroad from some high cliff, superior, and enjoys the elemental war.

Mark Akenside
War, Ocean, Fire
Mark Akenside (1808). “The Poetical Works of Mark Akenside ...: Collated with the Best Editions”, p.91

You May Also Like: