Date: February 22, 1723

Oh!--Ten thousand rebels arm, / Grief, horror, shame, distraction!--they besiege / The poor soul, wav'ring in the fort of life, / And wishing to surrender!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"My Queen! my wife! the jewel of my soul!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"O Sir! reflect, if thus / The bare recital wounds your fancy now, / A yet more dreadful pain may pierce your heart!"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Can the Queen / Pierce to the close recesses of the soul? / Are thoughts there visible, like children's toys / Kept in a chrystal case?"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"Vouchsafe thy wretched lord a last embrace; / Whose soul is ready wing'd to wait on thine."

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: 1723

"Then Clifford, were thy Heart as hard as Steel, / As thou hast shown it flinty by thy Deeds, / I come to pierce it, or to give thee mine."

— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)

Date: 1723

"Look on the Boy, / And let his manly Face, which promiseth / Successful Fortune, steel thy melting Heart / To hold thy own, and leave thine own with him."

— Cibber, Theophilus (1703-1758)

Date: 1723, 1740

"My Sister weeping! Tho' her Reason governs, / I judge her Grief for Cassius, by my own."

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: 1723, 1740

"My Tongue has slipp'd, and quite deceiv'd my Heart, / That melts like Wax before your hottest Anger"

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: 1723, 1740

"Not the most tempting Charms of Wit, or Worth, / Most graceful Forms, or dazling Shew of Greatness, / Can make Impression on a Mind like her's"

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)