Date: w. 1703, 1712

"And all the Furies wake within their Breast."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: w. 1703, 1712

"Returning Thoughts in endless Circles roll, / And thousand Furies haunt his guilty Soul."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Yet should the Fears that wary Mind suggests / Spread their cold Poison thro' our Soldier's Breasts, / My Javelin can revenge so base a Part, / And free the Soul that quivers in thy Heart."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Hector's Mind fluctuates every way, he is calling a Council in his own Breast, and consulting what Method to pursue."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"[W]hat a Crowd of terrible Ideas in this one Simile!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Tis the natural Discharge of a vast Imagination, heated in its Progress, and giving itself vent in this Crowd of Images"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1733

"I nod in Company, I wake at Night, / Fools rush into my Head, and so I write."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1737

"My Mind resumes the thread it dropt before; / Thoughts, which at Hyde-Park-Corner I forgot, / Meet and rejoin me, in my pensive Grott. "

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)