Date: 1714

"This latter Meeting was like the Clinching of a Nail; confirming, and fastening in my Mind, those good Principles, which had sunk into me at the former."

— Ellwood, Thomas (1639-1713)

Date: 1714, 1723

"The passing Minds their former Load sustain, / Are born, tho' loth, and sheath'd in Flesh again."

— Hughes, Jabez (1685-1731)

Date: 1714 [1712, 1717]

"As on the Nosegay in her Breast reclin'd, / He watch'd th' Ideas rising in her Mind, / Sudden he view'd, in spite of all her Art, / An Earthly Lover lurking at her Heart."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"But wasting Cares lay heavy on his Mind"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"A brave Mind however blinded with Passion is sensible of Remorse as soon as the injur'd Object presents itself; and Paris never behaves himself ill in War, but when his Spirits are depress'd by the Consciousness of an Injustice."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Pensive he sate; for all that Fate design'd, /Rose in sad Prospect to his boding Mind. / Thus to his Soul he said."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"The Soul, in which the Mind was lodg'd, was suppos'd exactly to resemble the Body in Shape, Magnitude, and Features; for this being in the Body as the Statue in its Mold, so soon as it goes forth is properly the Image of that Body in which it was enclos'd."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"He weighs everything in the balance of Reason; he sets before himself the Baseness of Flight, and the Courage of his Enemy, till at last the thirst of Glory preponderates all other Considerations."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715

"Thy gentle Temper, / Is form'd with Passions mixt in due Proportion, / Where no one overbears nor plays the Tyrant, / But join in Nature's Business, and thy Happiness: / While mine disdaining Reason and her Laws, / Like all thou can'st imagine wild and furious, / Now drive me head-long on, now w...

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"My Soul is up in Arms, my injur'd Honour, / Impatient of the Wrong, calls for Revenge."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)