Date: 1712

"With all thy Whigish-bombast, stuff't with Lies, / Thy Shams, thy Gasconades and Forgeries; / Which to promote, thou hast thy Genius bent, / Set on by Hell, of which thy Brain's the Mint"

— Forbes of Disblair (fl. 1765-1771)

Date: 1734

"Self-Int'rest is the mighty Prince, / Who governs all without Controul, / And dastards even the very Soul"

— Forbes of Disblair (fl. 1765-1771)

Date: 1734

Conscience may grovel like a conquer'd Foe " While Int'rest with a threatning Frown, / Brow-beats her still, and knocks her down"

— Forbes of Disblair (fl. 1765-1771)

Date: 1734

"Conscience, forsook of Reason's Use, / Knows neither how to judge, nor choose: / For Reason and Self-Interest / Must always keep a closs Contest, / And Conscience still from Wall to Wall / Is bandy'd like a Tennis-Ball"

— Forbes of Disblair (fl. 1765-1771)