Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"I can no longer withstand the too powerful Magick of your Eyes, nor deny any Thing that charming Tongue can ask; but now's the Time to prove your self a Heroe! subdue your self, as you have conquer'd me! be satisfied with vanquishing my Soul, fix there your Throne, but leave my Honour free!"

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"In this Tempest of Mind, she continu'd for some time, till at length Rage beginning to dissipate itself in Tears, made way for cooler Considerations; and her natural Vanity resuming its Empire in her Soul, was of no little Service to her on this Occasion."

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"[H]e now concludes his Mistress false, repents the Tenderness he has had for her, and tho' she still appears as lovely to his Fancy as ever, she grows odious to his Judgment, and resolves to use his utmost Efforts to banish her Idea from his Heart."

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"Ambition was certainly the reigning Passion in his Soul, and Alovisa's Quality and vast Possessions, promising a full Gratification of that, he ne'er so much as wish'd to know a farther Happiness in Marriage."

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"It was plain that the Passion with which Ciamara was animated, sprung not from this last Source; she had seen the charming Count, was taken with his Beauty, and wish'd no farther than to possess his lovely Person, his Mind was the least of her Thoughts, for had she the least Ambition to reign th...

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1719-1720, 1725

"Oh Heaven! cry'd the transported Charlotta, all you have done, or even can do of Unkindness, is by one tender Word made full amends for; see at your Feet (continued she, falling on her Knees) thus in this humble Posture, which best becomes my prostrate Soul, I beg you to accept the Pardon which ...

— Haywood [née Fowler], Eliza (1693?-1756)

Date: 1722

"He, who the revelation owns, yet brings / The sacred truths and high mysterious things / Of Christian faith, which heav'nly light reveals, / To reason's bar, to a wrong court appeals."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1723

"Thou know'st the secret Soul's imperial Throne / Surrounded with thick Darkness, like thy own, / Where she to all the Senses Audience gives, / Appoints their Tasks, their Messages receives, / And passes Judgement in her Sov'reign Court / On every Envoy's true or false Report / How her sole Nod...

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1723

"Enormous Bacchanalian Pleasures, loose / Milesian Feasts and Luxury in Use / Among abandon'd Sibarites, were dear / To all the Natives sunk in Riot here, / As they to brutal Instincts had resign'd / Celestial Reason's Empire of the Mind."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1723

"Kings of the Empire of the Soul possest, / Who sit enthron'd secure in every Breast / In Civil Strength, and Glory will encrease, / And triumph mid'st the Joys of lasting Peace."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)