Date: 1721

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

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1712

One may be a Lord but in Title, a vassal in Effect, "Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct"

— Granville, George, Baron Lansdowne (1666-1735)

Date: 1712

There are sovereign Lords "Whom Lust controuls, and wild Desires direct; / The Reigns of Empire but such Hands disgrace, / Where Passion, a blind Driver, guides the Race."

— Granville, George, Baron Lansdowne (1666-1735)

Date: 1706

"There glides the moon her shining way, / And shoots my heart thro' with a silver ray."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1706

"But fancy, that uneasy guest, /Still holds a lodging in our breast; // She finds or frames vexations still."

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

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: 1727

"The Wretch is indigent and poor, / Who brooding sits o'er his ill-gotten Store; / Trembling with Guilt, and haunted by his Sin, / He feels the rigid Judge within"

— Somervile, William (1675-1742)

Date: 1739

God's commands may be deep engraved on the breast

— Wesley, John and Charles

Date: 1739

"Thy wounds upon my heart impress, / Nor aught shall the loved stamp efface"

— Wesley, John and Charles