Date: 1766

"I boast not iron ribs, nor heart of steel, / Raw is my flesh, and warm my blood to feel"

— Lloyd, Evan (1734-1776)

Date: 1766

"[I]t was a truth her reason could more easily perceive, than her heart feel, for it was steeled by habit"

— Scott [née Robinson], Sarah (1720-1795)

Date: 1766, 1806

"Let this pervade at length thy heart of steel; / Yet, yet return, nor blush, Oh man! to feel."

— Jerningham, Edward (1727-1812)

Date: 1766

"We should then find that creatures, whose souls are held as dross, only wanted the hand of a refiner; we should then find that wretches, now stuck up for long tortures, lest luxury should feel a momentary pang, might, if properly treated, serve to sinew the state in times of danger."

— Goldsmith, Oliver (1728?-1774)

Date: 1766

"I know not whether the remark is to our honour or otherwise, that the lessons of wisdom have never such a power over us, as when they are wrought into the heart, through the ground-work of a story which engages the passions: Is it that we are like iron, and must first be heated before we can be ...

— Sterne, Laurence (1713-1768)

Date: 1766

"And, with ten thousand fervent pray'rs, have strove / Thy iron heart, O ruthless death! to move."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Gen'rous bosoms, more than gems of gold, / Rich funds of morals, knowledge, sense, unfold; / Transmitting each, to each, the rising store, / For wisdom's plants, while cropping, flourish more, A magic circle! whose enchanted round, / Admits no fiend to tread the hallow'd ground."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her gentle soul's with richer treasure stor'd, / Than Indian mines, and sands, and woods afford."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"Her tuneful tongue with eloquence and ease, / The golden merchandize of thought conveys; / Brisk fancy wafts it with her sprightly gales, / While judgment ballasts all the swelling sails."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)

Date: 1766

"'Till kind applauses every pang suppress'd, / Clos'd every wound, and steel'd my daring breast."

— Woodhouse, James (bap. 1735, d. 1820)