Date: 1676

The understanding argues before the will can choose and "the last Dictate of the Judgment sways / The Will, as in a Balance, the last Weight / Put in the Scale, lifts up the other end"

— Shadwell, Thomas (1642-1692)

Date: 1700

"This very Morning I'll prepare for Turin, / Where Time and Absence will deface the Image / Of that bewitching Beauty, which how haunts / My tortur'd Mind."

— Centlivre [née Freeman; other married name Carroll], Susanna (bap. 1669?, d. 1723)

Date: 1702

"Why hangs my Heart thus heavy / Like Death within my Bosom?"

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1702

"Oh, Glorious Thought! By Heav'n! I will enjoy it, / Tho' but in Fancy; Imagination shall / Make room to entertain the vast Idea."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1702

"Stop thee there, Arpasia, / And bar my Fancy from the guilty Scene; / Let not Thought enter, lest the busie Mind / Should muster such a train of monstrous Images, / As wou'd distract me."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1700, 1702

"So was the Monarchs heart for passion moulded, / So apt to take at first the soft impression."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1700, 1702

"My Son shall breathe so warm a gale of sighs, / As shall dissolve those Isicles, that hang / Like death about her heart."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1700, 1702

"Whom should we seek for Friendships but those few, / Those happy few, within whose Breasts alone, / The Footsteps of lost Virtue yet remain?"

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1700, 1702

"A lucky thought / Is in my mind at once compleatly form'd, / Like Grecian Pallas in the head of Jove."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1700, 1702

"Who made my Father be as he was, Royal, / And stamp't the Mark of Greatness on my Soul."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)