Date: 1720

"A Thousand Transports crowd his Breast."

— Ramsay, Allan (1684-1758)

Date: January, 1719; 1720

"Still heavy, at the last my Nose / I prim'd with an inspiring Dose, / Then did the Ideas dance, (dear safe us!) / As they'd been daft."

— Ramsay, Allan (1684-1758)

Date: 1743

"For part they must: Body and Soul must part; / Fond Couple! link'd more close than wedded Pair."

— Blair, Robert (1699-1746)

Date: 1760, 1850

"Yet still in fancy's painted cells / The soul-inflaming image dwells."

— Hamilton, William, of Bangour (1704-1754)

Date: 1760, 1850

"What grand ideas crowd my brain! / What images! a lofty train / In beauteous order spring"

— Hamilton, William, of Bangour (1704-1754)

Date: 1765

"O ye pure inmates of the gentle breast, / Truth, Freedom, Love, O where is your abode?"

— Beattie, James (1735-1803)

Date: 1787

"Still crowding thoughts, a pensive train, / Rose in my soul"

— Burns, Robert (1759-1796)

Date: 1788

"For me in vain is Nature drest, / While Joy's a stranger to my breast"

— Burns, Robert (1759-1796)

Date: w. January 24, 1789

"Your dear idea reigns, and reigns alone; / Each thought intoxicated homage yields, / And riots wanton in forbidden fields."

— Burns, Robert (1759-1796)

Date: 1789, 1800

"Some sort all our qualities each to its tribe, / And think Human Nature they truly describe"

— Burns, Robert (1759-1796)