Date: 1723, 1740

"My Tongue has slipp'd, and quite deceiv'd my Heart, / That melts like Wax before your hottest Anger"

— Sheffield, John, first duke of Buckingham and Normanby (1647-1721)

Date: 1755

"Why did I not / Repent, while yet my Crimes were decibel! / Ere they had struck their Colours thro' my Soul, / As black as Night or Hell!"

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1783

"To work, my hearts of oak, to work; here the sun is half an hour high, and not a stroke struck yet."

— Brooke [née Moore], Frances (bap. 1724, d. 1789)