Date: 1737

"And sure his very Soul itself was Steel."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774)

Date: 1737 (also 1738, 1743, reprinted 1754)

"Curst with such souls of base alloy, / As can possess, but not enjoy, / Debarr'd the pleasure to impart / By av'rice, sphincter of the heart, / Who wealth, hard earn'd by guilty cares, / Bequeath untouch'd to thankless heirs."

— Green, Matthew (1696-1737)

Date: 1738

"Matchless Numbers! surely blest / Which cou'd touch that Iron Breast, / That ne'er before had Pity felt"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1738

"The Grecian Prince the Love of Virtue taught: / With Fortitude and Patience steel'd his Breast."

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1738, 1792

"Love ... Give the soft sex to loathe inglorious rest, / String the weak arm, and steel the snowy breast!"

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"Nor old Sir H***s, whose Soul is plung'd in Oar, / That Gold can't shut the Grave against Fourscore. "

— Miller, James (1704-1744)

Date: 1739

"But come ye purer souls from dross refin'd, / The blameless heart and uncorrupted mind!"

— Boyse, Samuel (1708-1749)

Date: 1739, 1741

"A Scene so sweetly sad, Who fail'd to feel, / Must have an Eye of Flint, or Heart of Steel"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

Date: 1739, 1741

"A Scene, all human Nature must detest! / Yet cou'd the feeling Mother steel her Breast"

— Ogle, George (1704-1746)

Date: 1738, 1739

"Like Twigs, entrusted to the Planter's Pains, / Who prunes, engrafts, indulges, or restrains, / Till in the Garden Ornament they yield, / And Fruit, which else had cumber'd up the Field: / Or that rich Ore we from the Indies bring, / Which bears, refin'd, the Image of the King; / But mix'd for-e...

— Bancks, John (1709-1751)