Date: 1709

"How soft the first ideas prove, / Which wander through our minds!"

— Finch [née], Anne, countess of Winchilsea (1666-1720)

Date: 1709

"What Passions in a Parent's Breast debate!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1709

"Each Sectarist in his Breast believes he there / Has all that Popes ascribe to their Unerring Chair; / And, Unappealable, can there decide / All Truth,--His own Illuminated Guide."

— Gould, Robert (b. 1660?, d. in or before 1709)

Date: 1709

"Ay me! Where roves my Fancy! What kind Dreams / Crowd with sweet Violence on my waking Mind!"

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1709, 1810

"Yet the silly wand'ring mind, / Loth to be too much confin'd, / Roves and takes her daily tours, / Coasting round the narrow shores, / Narrow shores of flesh and sense, / Picking shells and pebbles thence: / Or she sits at fancy's door, / Calling shapes and shadows to her, / Foreign visits still...

— Watts, Isaac (1674-1748)

Date: 1710 [1719, 1729]

"The Senses stand around; the Spirits roam / To seize and bring the fleeting Objects home: / Thro' every Nerve and every Pore they pass."

— Oldisworth, William (1680-1734)

Date: 1710

"Love fled, affrighted, from his Savage Breast, / A Place too cruel for so kind a Guest."

— Chudleigh [née Lee], Mary, Lady Chudleigh (bap. 1656, d. 1710)

Date: w. c. 1709, 1711

"There are whom heav'n has blest with store of wit, / Yet want as much again to manage it; / For wit and judgment ever are at strife, / Tho' meant each other's aid, like man and wife."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1711

"These active Liquors, which Admission find / Thro' the strait Paths, and leave the coarse behind, / Swift to the inmost Rooms their Passage beat, / And crowd around the Soul's Imperial Seat."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)

Date: 1711

"Obdurate, rarely in your yielding Breast, / You entertain the Beatifick Guest."

— Blackmore, Sir Richard (1654-1729)