Date: 1724, 1725

"But alas! what Courage, what Discretion, what cool Reserve, what Sanctity of Wishes can defend the Heart, when once the God of Love has found an Entrance there!"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1724, 1725

"[Love] that Tyrant Passion lords it o'er the Mind, fills every Faculty, and leaves no room for any other Thought--drives Consideration far away--overturns Reflection-- and permits no Image but itself to dwell in Fancy's Region"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1724, 1725

"The soft and tender Soul of Emanuella, was a fit Temple for the enslaving Deity to work his utmost Wonders in"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1725

"Forgive the harsh Expression, for believe, of all Mankind, I cou'd esteem you as a Friend--but, alas! my Heart wants room to entertain you as a tender Guest; long e're I knew your Merits it was taken up, all the Affections of my Soul are riveted to another--to him I am bound by all the ties of H...

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1725

"It would be as impossible to describe the Astonishment, and pleas'd Admiration, which fill'd the Soul of Felisinda, at so uncommon a proof of disinterested Affection, as it wou'd the Vexation of Alvario, when by the same Messenger he receiv'd a Letter from Don Carlos, containing these Lines."

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1725

"From that she pass'd to a Description of the Happiness of mutual Affection; -- the unspeakable Extasy of those who meet with equal Ardency; and represented it in Colours so lively, and disclos'd by the Gestures with which her Words were accompany'd, and the Accent of her Voice so true a Feeling ...

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1726

"Oh! I hate the wretched victors: / Fancy would fain paint their pictures."

— Sansom, Martha [née Fowke] (1690-1736)

Date: 1726

One may find "his own Affections ... impossible to conquer, or bring into any bounds of Reason."

— Barker, Jane (1675-1743)

Date: 1726

"But as we are always ready to flatter our selves, so did our Lover, and took the Lady's Courtesie for Kindness, and her smiling Looks for interiour Affection."

— Barker, Jane (1675-1743)

Date: 1726

"[H]e promis'd me a thousand Fineries, gave me an handful of Gold, told me I should have a fine House of my own, a Coach and Servants, with all manner of Imbellishments to grace and adorn my Beauty; which Beauty (continu'd he) has chain'd my Heart, ever since the moment I beheld it in the Milline...

— Barker, Jane (1675-1743)