Date: 1713

"Unhappy Youth! how will thy Coldness raise / Tempests and Storms in his afflicted Bosom! / I dread the Consequence."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"My Heart is wounded, when I see such Virtue / Afflicted by the Weight of such Misfortunes."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"His Passions and his Virtues lie confused, / And mixt together in so wild a Tumult, / That the whole Man is quite disfigur'd in him."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"Ev'n now, while thus I stand blest in thy Presence, / A secret Damp of Grief comes o'er my Thoughts, / And I'm unhappy, tho' thou smilest upon me."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"The Mist that hung about my Mind clear's up; / And now, athwart the Terrors that thy Vow / Has planted round thee, thou appear'st more fair, / More amiable, and risest in thy Charms."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"I've been surprized in an unguarded Hour, / But must not now go back: The Love, that lay / Half smother'd in my Breast, has broke through all / Its weak Restraints, and burn's in its full Lustre, / I cannot, if I wou'd, conceal it from thee."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"But oh! my Friends, your Safety fills my Heart / With anxious Thoughts: A thousand secret Terrors, / Rise in my Soul."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"And yet methinks a Beam of Light breaks in / On my departing Soul."

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1713

"Why will you fight against so sweet a Passion, / And steel your Heart to such a World of Charms?"

— Addison, Joseph (1672-1719)

Date: 1714

"Joy of my Life, my dearest Shore, forbear / To wound my Heart with thy foreboding Sorrows."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)