Date: 1722

"Now boiling high / With Injuries;--with Outrages!--that burn, / That set the very suffering Soul on Fire!"

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

Date: 1722

"Blush rather, that you are a Slave to Passion; / Subservient to the Wildness of your Will; / Which, like a Whirlwind, tears up all your Vertues; / And gives you not the Leisure to consider."

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

Date: 1722

"Consider; Gwendolen, my lasting Passion; / A Passion, that, through Time, takes deeper Root; / A Love, that, spight of Absence, hourly grows; / In spight even of Despair:--Yet, will I not / Despair; since Fortune favours thus my Hopes."

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

Date: 1722

"And yet, whate'er I do, my Hopes are blasted. / That this fierce Combat in my Heart were over!"

— Philips, Ambrose (1674-1749)

Date: 1722, 1725

"Our Passions gone, and Reason in her Throne, / Amaz'd we see the Mischiefs we have done!" [citing Waller]

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

Date: 1722, 1725

The proudest of the female Sex may glory in the Conquest of a Heart

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

Date: 1722, 1725

"Reason, at last, has gain'd a Conquest over all that Softness which has hitherto betray'd me to Contempt"

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

Date: 1722, 1725

"I got into an Arbor in the Garden, to peruse the dear Contents, which I very well remember, and are too deeply engraven in my Mind, ever to be forgotten."

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

Date: 1722, 1725

"LOVE! as it is one of the first Passions for which the Soul finds room, so it is also the most easily deceiv'd"

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

Date: 1722

"I had now such a Load on my Mind that it kept me perpetually waking."

— Defoe, Daniel (1660?-1731)