Date: 1714, 1735

" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1714, 1735

"Alas! 'tis so--'tis fix'd the secret Dart; / I feel the Tyrant [Love] ravaging my Heart."

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

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)

Date: 1735

"Impenetrable Courage steels his manly Breast"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"Hope may some boundless Future Bliss embrace, / But What, or When, or How, or Where, / Are Mazes all, which Fancy runs in vain"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"Nor can the narrow Cells of human Brain / The vast immeasurable Thought contain"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"As if thy thrifty Soul foreknew, / Like a wise Envoy, Heav'n's Intent / Soon to recall whom it had sent, / And all its Task resolv'd at once to do."

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1735

"Her lovely Mind shines chearful thro' her Face, / A sacred Lamp in a fair Crystal Case."

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)