Date: 1739

"[S]he suffers me to believe every thing, and glories in every thing; and at the same Time, my Heart is still cowardly enough, not to break the Chain that binds it, not to arm it self with a generous Disdain against the ungrateful Object it is but too much smitten with!"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1714, 1739

Two woman may "with equal Ardor assure [themselves] of the Empire of a [man's] heart

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1739

"All the Revolutions that inhuman Fortune can expose us to, the Loss of Grandeur, Persecutions, the Poison of Envy, and the Insults of Hatred, have nothing in 'em but what the Resolutions of a Mind where Reason has the least Rule, can easily defy."

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1739

"Philosophy ... raises [one] above the rest of human Kind, and gives the sovereign Empire to Reason, subjecting the animal Part to its Laws, the gross Appetite of which debases us to Beasts"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1739

"This Empire which Reason holds over the Senses, does not make us renounce the Sweets of Praise"

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1739

A woman may have one heart in subjection to her empire

— Baker, Henry (1698-1774); Miller, James (1706-1744)

Date: 1739

"Ask ye what Law their conq'ring Cause confess'd? / Great Nature's Law, the Law within the Breast, / Form'd by no Art, and to no Sect confin'd, / But stamp'd by Heav'n upon th' unletter'd Mind."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"By Personal Freedom I mean that State resulting from Virtue; or Reason ruling in the Breast superior to Appetite and Passion."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"Base Fear, the Laziness of Lust, gross Appetites, / These are the Ladders, and the groveling Footstool, / From whence the Tyrant rises on our Wrongs, / Secure and scepter'd in the Soul's Servility."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)

Date: 1739

"No---in the deep and deadly Damp of Dungeons / The Soul can rear her Sceptre, smile in Anguish, / And triumph o'er Oppression."

— Brooke, Henry (c. 1703-1783)