Date: 1693

"Why is Love then (said the Count) so irreconcilable an Enemy to Reason, that it can never cohabit with it?"

— Anonymous

Date: 1693

"And I wish my poor Amorous Friend here, cou'd follow this Example; but he does not only vex and torment himself to no end or purpose, but by banishing Reason, as an Enemy to his Love, depriving me of all remedies of his Distemper, in either extinguishing, or satisfying his Passion."

— Anonymous

Date: 1696

"I find the danger now: my Spirits start / At the alarm, and from all quarters come / To Man my Heart, the Citadel of love."

— Southerne, Thomas (1659-1746)

Date: 1701

"My Reason's conquer'd by more powerful Love, / Who rules as Tyrant in my captiv'd Breast."

— Sherburne, Sir Edward (bap. 1616, d. 1702)

Date: 1700, 1702

"Wise Mirza! were my Soul a Temple, fit For Gods, and Godlike Counsels to inhabit, Thee only would I choose of all Mankind, To be the Priest, still favour'd with access."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1703

"I found the Fond, Believing, Love-sick Maid, / Loose, unattir'd, warm, tender, full of Wishes; / Fierceness and Pride, the Guardians of her Honour, / Were charm'd to Rest, and Love alone was waking. / Within her rising Bosom all was calm, / As peaceful Seas that know no Storms, and only / Are ge...

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1703

"My little Heart is satisfy'd with you, / You take up all her room; as in a Cottage / Which harbours some Benighted Princely Stranger, / Where the good Man, proud of his Hospitality, / Yields all his homely Dwelling to his Guest, / And hardly keeps a Corner for himself."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: 1703

"For oh! that Sorrow which has drawn your Anger, / Is the sad Native of Calista's Breast, / And once possest will never quit its Dwelling, / 'Till Life, the Prop all, shall leave the Building, / To tumble down, and moulder into Ruin."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: November 25, 1707; 1708

"And oh, my Prince, when I survey thy Virtue, / I own the Seal of Heav'n imprinted on thee; / I stand convinc'd that good and holy Powers / Inspire and take Delight to dwell within thee."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)

Date: November 25, 1707; 1708

"Fools that we are! to vex the lab'ring Brain, / And waste decaying Nature thus with Thought; / To keep the weary Spirits waking still; / To goad and drive 'em in eternal Rounds / Of restless wracking Care; 'tis all in vain. / Blind Goddess Chance! henceforth I follow thee."

— Rowe, Nicholas (1674-1718)