Date: 1730
"Take heed then, heedless Swains, how you come nigh her, / For if she pop her Head but out of Windows, / Your Hearts, as sure as Fate, are burnt to Cinders."
preview | full record— Mottley, John (1692-1750)
Date: 1730
"And know, that I am capable of resenting such ill Treatment, tho' you charge me with a Meanness that my Soul's a Stranger to; but I despise the Accuser and the Accusation both alike."
preview | full record— Mottley, John (1692-1750)
Date: 1730
"Beauteous Creature! while I behold you, Thoughts crowd on Thoughts, and even obstruct the little Eloquence that I am Master of"
preview | full record— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)
Date: 1730
"[Y]our Heart is like a Coffee-House, where the Beaus frisk in and out, one after another; and you are as little the worse for them, as the other is the better"
preview | full record— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)
Date: June 22, 1731
"But Heaven, who knows our Frame, and graciously distinguishes between Frailty and Presumption, will make a Difference, tho' Man cannot, who sees not the Heart, but only judges by the outward Action."
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)
Date: November 10, 1730
"Virtue, Love, and Grief, so amply fill her Mind, there is no Room for any ruder Guest"
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)
Date: November 10, 1730
"Since Truth to the Mind her own Likeness reflects, / Let none the just Mirror despise."
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)
Date: June 22, 1731
"What Pity it is, a Mind so comprehensive, daring and inquisitive, shou'd be a Stranger to Religion's sweet, but powerful Charms."
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)
Date: November 10, 1730
"The pleasing Pain, / The gentle Chain, / That constant Hearts unite, / Such Joy bestows, / That Freedom knows / No such sincere Delight."
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)
Date: June 22, 1731
"A heavy Melancholy clouds my Spirits; my Imagination is fill'd with gashly Forms of dreary Graves, and Bodies chang'd by Death,--when the pale lengthen'd Visage attracks each weeping Eye,--and fills the musing Soul, at once, with Grief and Horror, Pity and Aversion."
preview | full record— Lillo, George (1691/3-1739)