Date: 1724

"yet the soul, / Like a soft babe, inur'd to foolish fondness, / Is hard to wean from wailing."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1724

"My thoughts are furies all!--and turn upon me! / I feel their whips!--They lash me with remorse! / My brain grows hot!--Hell glows in my mad bosom!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1729

"O man! thy fabric's like a well-form'd state; / Thy thoughts, first-rank'd, were sure design'd the great!"

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1729

"Passions plebeians are, which faction raise; / Wine, like pour'd oil, excites the raging blaze: / Then giddy anarchy's rude triumphs rise: / Then sov'reign reason from her empire flies."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1729

"That ruler [Reason] once depos'd, wisdom and wit, / To noise and folly, place and pow'r submit."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)