Date: 1715
"Oh! Pembroke, 'tis in vain to hide from thee; / For thou hast look'd into my artless Bosom, / And seen at once the Hurry of my Soul."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: 1715
"Shall thy Soul / Still scorn the World, still flie the Joys that court / Thy blooming Beauty, and thy tender Youth? / Still shall she soar on Contemplation's Wing, / And mix with nothing meaner than the Stars; / As Heaven and Immortality alone / Were Objects worthy to employ her Faculties."
preview | full record— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)
Date: First performed February 17, 1720.
"My vital Flame / There, like a Taper on the holy Altar, / Shall waste away; till Heav'n relenting hear / Incessant Pray'rs for thee and for my self, / And wing my Soul to meet with thine in Bliss."
preview | full record— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)
Date: February 22, 1723
"Yes, and Cæsar sat / Pensive and silent; in his anxious breast / Perhaps revolving that of all his train, / Who proudly wanton in his mounted rays, / Gay flutt'ring insects of a summer-noon, / How few wou'd bear the wintry storms of fate!"
preview | full record— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)
Date: February 22, 1723
"My lord, recall / Your wandering reason."
preview | full record— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)
Date: 1728
"I know not why it is, but certainly a Woman is the least liable to play the Fool here; perhaps, the Hurry of Diversions and Company keep the Mind in too perpetual a Motion to let it fix on one Object."
preview | full record— Fielding, Henry (1707-1754)
Date: 1731
"A thousand Wonders, / A thousand Mysteries, at once reveal'd, / Come rushing on my Memory!"
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1731
"Cou'd Reason's Force / Tear the unlicens'd Image from my Heart, / Or, patient, leave to Time, th'unhasten'd Means, / To bless my fierce Desires; Who knows what Chance, / Or Death, or Thought, or Woman's changeful Will, / Or my own conquer'd Wishes, may produce."
preview | full record— Hill, Aaron (1685-1750)
Date: 1745
"My fluttering Soul was all on Wing to find Thee, / My Love! my Sigismunda!"
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)
Date: 1745
"But This, my Friend, these stormy Gusts of Pride / Are foreign to my Love--Till Sigismunda / Be disabus'd, my Breast is Tumult all, / And can obey no settled Course of Reason. / I see Her still, I feel her powerful Image!"
preview | full record— Thomson, James (1700-1748)