Date: 1706

"Let ev'ry jarring Sound of Discord cease, / Tune all your Thoughts and Words to Beauty's Praise, / To Beauty, that with sweet and pleasant Influence / Breaks Life the Day-star from the chearful East."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"My Fancy palls, and takes Distast at Pleasure; / My Soul grows out of Tune, it loaths the World, / Sickens at all the Noise and Folly of it."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1715

"'Tis false! The thinking Soul is somewhat more / Than Symmetry of Atoms well dispos'd, / The Harmony of Matter."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: February 22, 1723

"If this poor stock / Of artless beauty hath such fatal pow'r, / When you, Arsinoe, have a daughter born, / Beg all deformities of shape and face, / T'insure her quiet from that monster, man! / Who quitting reason, a celestial claim, / To the sweet harmony of souls prefers / A little white and re...

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: February 22, 1723

"At this late hour, / What discord breaks the virtuous harmony, / Which wont to reign within thy pious breast?"

— Fenton, Elijah (1683-1730)

Date: 1724

"Alas, my lord! even harmony grows harsh! / Thought's out o'tune, discord has struck my ear, / And my soul jars within me."

— Savage, Richard (1697/8-1743)

Date: 1755

"Think not these Tears unnerve me, valiant Friends: / They have but harmoniz'd my Soul; and waked / All that is Man within me, to disdain / Peril, or Death."

— Brown, John (1715-1766)

Date: 1756

"Haste, haste thee quickly to my aid, / And tune my jarring soul to love."

— Bickerstaff, Isaac (b. 1733, d. after 1808)

Date: 1761

"Wake my Harp! to melting Measures, / Pour thy softest, sweetest Treasures, / Such as lift the Thoughts on high; / 'Till the rapt Soul, Earth forsaking, / Heaven-ward it's Flight is taking, / On the Wings of Harmony."

— Bickerstaff, Isaac (b. 1733, d. after 1808)

Date: 1761

"Our General amidst the Noise of War, / Has a Soul tun'd to all the softer Passions."

— Bickerstaff, Isaac (b. 1733, d. after 1808)