Date: 1714, 1735

" What cruel Dæmon haunts my tortur'd Mind? / Sure, if 'twere Love, I shou'd th'Invader find;"

— Hughes, John (1678?-1720)

Date: 1714 [1712, 1717]

"Then gay Ideas crowd the vacant Brain, / While Peers and Dukes, and all their sweeping Train, / And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear, / And in soft sounds, Your Grace salutes their Ear."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1714 [1712, 1717]

"As on the Nosegay in her Breast reclin'd, / He watch'd th' Ideas rising in her Mind, / Sudden he view'd, in spite of all her Art, / An Earthly Lover lurking at her Heart."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Yet should the Fears that wary Mind suggests / Spread their cold Poison thro' our Soldier's Breasts, / My Javelin can revenge so base a Part, / And free the Soul that quivers in thy Heart."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Hector's Mind fluctuates every way, he is calling a Council in his own Breast, and consulting what Method to pursue."

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715

"No Beams of softning Pity touch thy Breast, / Too vile a Cell to harbour such a Guest."

— Brown, Thomas (bap. 1663, d. 1704)

Date: 1715

"Revenge [may be] so great a Stranger to her Breast"

— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)

Date: 1715

"Soon as her crowding Thoughts cou'd find a Vent, / I know, she said, that you from Heav'n are sent:"

— Wesley, Samuel, The Elder (bap. 1662, d. 1735)

Date: 1715-1720

"[W]hat a Crowd of terrible Ideas in this one Simile!"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)

Date: 1715-1720

"Tis the natural Discharge of a vast Imagination, heated in its Progress, and giving itself vent in this Crowd of Images"

— Pope, Alexander (1688-1744)