Date: 1732

"My Heart flutters like a Bird: I long for Mrs. Martha's Return.

— Miller, James (1704-1744)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Oh! I am all on Fire, thou lovely Wench, / Torrents of Joy my burning Soul must quench, / Reiterated Joys!"

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Oh! give me way, come all you Furies, come, / Lodge in th'unfurnish'd Chambers of my Heart, / My Heart which never shall be let again / To any Guest but endless Misery, / Never shall have a Bill upon it more."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: June 1, 1732

"Ha! Distraction wild / Begins to wanton in my unhing'd Brain: / Methinks I'm mad, mad as a wild March Hare; / My muddy Brain is addled like an Egg, / My Teeth, like Magpies, chatter in my Head; / My reeling Head! which akes like any mad."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1734

Love may take the heart with storm and rule there alone

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1734, 1753

"Man, the deceiver, veils his cruel art, / And skreens himself within th' attempted heart; / There, to ungen'rous empire, climbs, e'er long, / Help'd by the confidence he means to wrong."

— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)

Date: February 3, 1735

"That a Grain of Good-nature will preponderate against an Ounce of Wit; a Heart full of Virtue against a Head full of Learning; and a Thimble-full of Content against a Chest full of Gold."

— Dodsley, Robert (1703-1764)

Date: 1736

"Awake, great Common Sense, and sleep no more, / Look to thy self; for then, when I was slain, / Thy self was struck at."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: 1736

"Physicians cannot dose away [men's] Souls."

— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)

Date: January 29, 1737

"Nay, the Light of Reason, which we so much boast of, what is it but a Dark-Lanthorn, which just serves to keep us from running our Nose against a Post, perhaps; but is no more able to lead us out of the dark Mists of Error and Ignorance, in which we are lost, than an Ignis fatuus would be to co...

— Dodsley, Robert (1703-1764)