Date: 1715

"Thy Virtues flash, / They break at once on my astonish'd Soul; / As if the Curtains of the Dark were drawn, / To let in Day at Midnight."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Ev'ry mad Passion kindles up again, / Love, Rage, Despair--and yet I will be Master."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"'Tis false! The thinking Soul is somewhat more / Than Symmetry of Atoms well dispos'd, / The Harmony of Matter."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Shall thy Soul / Still scorn the World, still flie the Joys that court / Thy blooming Beauty, and thy tender Youth? / Still shall she soar on Contemplation's Wing, / And mix with nothing meaner than the Stars; / As Heaven and Immortality alone / Were Objects worthy to employ her Faculties."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Truth and Innocence: / A conscious Knowledg rooted in my Heart, / That to have sav'd my Country was my Duty."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Some Flame uncommon kindles up his Soul, / And flashes forth impetuous at his Eyes."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"Their old Hearts melted in 'em as she spoke, / And Tears ran down upon their silver Beards."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715, 1727

"[A]ll the Faculties of my Soul and Body are her Slaves"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1715

"Love is a generous Volunteer; Lust a Mercenary Slave"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)

Date: 1715

"Love is a Court of Honour in the Heart"

— Johnson, Charles (1679?-1748)