Date: 1703

"Distorted Nature shakes at the Controul, / With strong Convulsions rends my strugling Soul; / Each vital String cracks with th' unequal Strife, / Departing Love racks like departing Life; / Yet there the Sorrow ceases with the Breath, / But Love each day renews th' torturing scene of Death."

— Egerton [née Fyge; other married name Field], Sarah (1670-1723)

Date: 1734

"Something as dim to our internal view, / Is thus, perhaps, the cause of most we do."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1757-9

"To Gold yields Silver, and to Virtue Gold, / If Reason's Hand th'impartial Balance hold."

— Duncombe, John (1729-1786) [Editor]

Date: 1768

Fable is a mirror in which an image of the mind may be presented

— Wilkie, William (1721-1772)

Date: 1773

"There, whilst the vault resounds my plaintive sigh, / In deathful echoes, shall Despondence bring / The saddest visions on the mind's wan eye, / That ever wav'd on Fancy's blackest wing"

— Wolcot, John, pseud. Peter Pindar, (1738-1819)