Date: 1732

"How curs'd the Man, who still is musing found? / His Mill-Horse Soul forms one eternal Round?"

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"Thoughts dash on Thoughts, as Waves on Waves increase, / And Storms, of his own raising, wreck his Peace."

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"Bind up bold Thought, in Slumber's silky Chain, / Since all we act, and all we know, is vain."

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"Malice, and Lust, voracious Birds of Prey, / That out-soar Reason, and our Wishes sway; / Desires' wild Seas, on which the wise are tost, / By Pilot Indolence, are safely crost."

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"Heav'ns! what Ideas fill'd each mighty Mind! / Their Works appear'd the Mirrour of Mankind!"

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1732

"High o'er the verseful Throng, you stand, alone, / Asserting boundless Fancy's rightful Throne"

— Mitchell, Joseph (c. 1684-1738)

Date: 1742 [see first edition, 1733]

"The Mind, like a Tabula rasa, easyly receives the first Impression; and, like that, when the first Impression is deeply made, it with Difficulty admits of an Erasement of the first Characters, which in some Minds are indelible"

— Cooke, Thomas (1703-1756)

Date: 1735

"'Twere endless to describe the various Darts, / With which the Fair are arm'd to conquer Heart"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"Come, gentle Sleep, my Eye-lids close, / These dull Impressions help me lose:"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"Such was the Turn of thy exalted Mind, / Sparkling as polish'd Gems, as purest Gold refin'd."

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)