Date: 1717

"But Man would yet look wondrous wise. / And equal Chains of Thought devise."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: 1719

"He forms our generals for the field, / With all their dreadful skill; / Gives them his awful sword to wield, / And makes their hearts of steel."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1719

"My soul is like a wilderness, / Where beasts of midnight howl; / There the sad raven finds her place, / And there the screaming owl."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1719

"Hard was his Heart, inclos'd in Folds of Brass, / Who in a feeble Bark first boldly try'd / The Watry Path and Region of the Seas, /And adverse Winds and swelling Waves defy'd"

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

Date: 1721

"My Heart do's like soft Wax relent, / And midst my Bowels flow"

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1721

"Bless God, who did not give our Soul / To their sharp Teeth a Prey."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1721

"Our Soul, as from a broken Snare / A Bird escapes, is fled."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1724, 1787

"Sure thou wilt weep, and tender sorrows feel; / Nor flint thy heart, nor is thy breast of steel."

— Welsted, Leonard (1688-1747)

Date: 1725-6

"And sweet discourse [is] the banquet of the mind."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.

Date: 1725-6

"To whom the Queen, (whilst yet her pensive mind / Was in the silent gates of sleep confin'd) / O sister, to my soul for ever dear, / Why this first visit to reprove my fear?"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744), Broome, W. and Fenton, E.