Date: 1717

"Her Empire o'er my Soul each Moment grew; / Her Charms appear'd more numerous and new: / Fonder each Hour my tender Heart became, / And ev'ry Look fann'd and increas'd my Flame."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1717

"I render back the Treasure of thy Heart: / When in some new fair Breast it finds a Room, And I shall lie neglected in my Tomb; / Remember, oh! remember, the fair She / Can never love thee, darling Youth! like me."

— Behn, Aphra (1640?-1689)

Date: 1733

"And happy He, that with prevailing Art / Could gain a Conquest o'er her Virgin Heart"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

One may "Conquer all Hearts without designing"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"[M]eeting virtues" may be "perfectly imprest / On sacred Sheets, in thy Ethereal Breast"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"Such is Clemene, when her Mind / Is to invading Grief resign'd."

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"One beauteous Form has struck upon the Mind, / A sweet Impression, casual, or design'd."

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"The deep Impression in my Soul was made, / When first I listen'd in the Jess'min Shade."

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"Th' instructive Theme is wrought with so much Art, / I'll wear the golden Precepts in my Heart."

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)

Date: 1733

"Content is grown a Stranger to my Breast"

— Masters, Mary (1694-1771)