Date: 1654

"The certainty that that time will come, together with the uncertainty, how, where, and when, should make us so to number our days to apply our hearts to wisdom, that when we are put out of these houses of clay we may be sure of an everlasting habitation that fades not away."

— Bradstreet, Anne (1612-1672)

Date: 1737

"Such black designs are strangers to our breast."

— Rowe [née Singer], Elizabeth (1674-1737)

Date: 1773

"Let gladness dwell in every heart, / And praise on every tongue."

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1773

"Beware of all, guard every part, / But most, the traitor in thy heart."

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1773

"At this still hour the self-collected soul / Turns inward, and beholds a stranger there / Of high descent, and more than mortal rank."

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1773

"Hail to pleasure's frolic train; / Hail to fancy's golden reign; / Festive mirth, and laughter wild, / Free and sportful as the child; / Hope with eager sparkling eyes, / And easy faith, and fond surprise: / Let these, in fairy colours drest, / Forever share my careless breast; / Then, tho' wise...

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1790

"Love comes to the bosom under the gentle forms of esteem, of sympathy, of confidence: we listen with dangerous pleasure to the seducing accents of his voice, till he lifts the fatal veil which concealed him from our view, and reigns a tyrant in the soul. Reason is then an oracle no longer consul...

— Williams, Helen Maria (1759-1827)

Date: 1790

"The lover, like the poor Indian, who prefers glass, beads and red feathers to more useful commodities, sets his affections upon a trifle, which some illusion of fancy has endeared, and which is to him more valuable than the gems of the eastern world, or the mines of the west; while reason, like ...

— Williams, Helen Maria (1759-1827)

Date: 1825

Tender charities may reside in the "feeling breast"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)

Date: 1825

"Sweet are the thoughts that stir the virgin's breast / When love first enters there, a timid guest"

— Barbauld, Anna Letitia [née Aikin] (1743-1825)