Date: 1794

"Hers was a silent anguish, weeping, yet enduring; not the wild energy of passion, inflaming imagination, bearing down the barriers of reason and living in a world of its own."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: April 20, 1796

"Ere yet we were, / Our finer tones of mind some guardian spirit / Touch'd into harmony; and, when we met, / Th' according strings struck forth a sound so sweet, / That heav'n itself might listen! love! ev'n love, / That brand of discord, burns within our bosoms, / Pale—cold—before the steady fla...

— Lee, Sophia (bap. 1750, d. 1824)

Date: 1796

"Away with friendship! 'tis a cold unfeeling word: my bosom burns with love, with unutterable love, and love must be its return."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"I have not yet forgot the pains / I felt, while bound in Julia's chains: / The ardent flames with which my bosom burned; / The nights I passed deprived of rest; / The jealous pangs which racked my breast; / My disappointed hopes, and passion unreturned."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"His bosom glows with amorous fire."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"Since he had obtained her favours, he was become dearer to her than ever, and she felt grateful to him for the pleasures in which they had equally been sharers. Unfortunately as her passion grew ardent, Ambrosio's grew cold; the very marks of her fondness excited his disgust, and its excess serv...

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"He felt not the provocation of lust; no voluptuous desires rioted in his bosom; nor did a burning imagination picture to him the charms which modesty had veiled from his eyes."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1796

"She replied with diffidence, but without restraint: she feared not to relate to him all her little sorrows, all her little fears and anxieties; and she thanked him for his goodness with all the genuine warmth which favours kindle in a young and innocent heart."

— Lewis, Matthew Gregory (1775-1818)

Date: 1797

"His pride was as noble and generous as that of the Marchese; but he had somewhat of the fiery passions of the Marchesa, without any of her craft, her duplicity, or vindictive thrift of revenge."

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)

Date: 1797

"Is one spark of the fire, which has so long smouldered within my bosom, and consumed my peace, alive!"

— Radcliffe [née Ward], Ann (1764-1823)